320 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 


Oh,  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

And  give  them  life  divine ; 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 

Almighty  Lord !  be  thine. 


490 


CM. 


1  Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days? 
Great  Comforter !  descend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints 

And  seal  tlie  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove ! 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 


491 


CM. 


1  Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord ! 

The  Holy  Ghost  send  doAvn ; 
Fulfill  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 
And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though  on  our  heads  no  tongues  of  fire 

Their  wondrous  powers  impart, 
Grant,  Saviour !  what  we  more  desire, 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life  and  light  and  love ! 

Thy  heavenly  influence  give ; 


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HYMNAL. 


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HYMNS 


WORSHIP. 
1  10s  &  lis. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God  !  your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad  his  wonderful  name  ; 
The  name,  all-victorious,  of  Jesus  extol ; 
His  kingdom  is  glorious  and  rules  over  all. 

2  God  ruleth  on  high,  almighty  to  save ; 
And  still  he  is  nigh — his  presence  we  have ; 
The   great  congregation  his  triumph   shall 

sing, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus,  our  King. 

3  Salvation  to  God,  who  sits  on  the  throne ! 
Let  all  cry  aloud  and  honor  the  Son ; 
The  praises  of  Jesus  the  angels  proclaim. 
Fall  down  on  their  faces  and  worship  the 

Lamb. 

4  Then  let  us  adore,  and  give  him  his  right. 
All  glory  and  power,  and  wisdom  and  might, 
All  honor  and  blessing,  with  angels  above. 
And  thanks  never  ceasing,  and  infinite  love. 

2  L.  M. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne. 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 


6  WpKSHIP. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  sheep,  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  AVe  are  his  people,  we  his  care. 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear. 
Almighty  Maker !  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs : 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise ; 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 

Vast  as  eternity,  thy  love ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

3  L.  M. 

1  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  :  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath  and  being  give ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own ; 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair : 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good,  the  Lord  is  kind : 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 


WORSHIP.  7 

4  L.  M. 

1  All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell, 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  cheerful  voice : 
Him  serve  with  mirth,  his  praise  forth  tell ; 
Come  ye  before  him  and  rejoice. 

2  Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  indeed ; 

AVithout  our  aid  he  did  us  make ; 
AYe  are  his  flock,  he  doth  us  feed, 
And  for  his  sheep  he  doth  us  take. 

3  Oh,  enter  then  his  gates  with  praise. 

Approach  with  joy  his  courts  unto  ; 
Praise,  laud  and  bless  his  name  always, 
For  it  is  seemly  so  to  do. 

4  Because  the  Lord  our  God  is  good, 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure : 
His  truth  at  all  times  firmly  stood, 
And  shall  from  age  to  age  endure. 

5  L.M. 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise : 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  set  and  rise  no  more. 

6  L.M. 

1  To  God,  the  great,  the  ever-blessed, 
Let  songs  of  honor  be  addressed ; 
His  mercy  firm  for  ever  stands ; 

Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands. 

2  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways? 
Who  shall  fulfill  thy  boundless  praise  ? 


O  WORSHIP. 

Blessed  are  the  souls  that  fear  thee  still, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed ; 
And,  with  the  same  salvation,  bles3 
The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace. 

4  Oh !  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice. 
And  aid  their  triumphs  with  my  voice : 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 

Joined  to  thy  saints  and  near  to  thee. 

7  L.  M. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name. 

While  iu  his  earthly  courts  ye  wait, 
Ye  saints  that  to  his  house  belong, 
Or  stand  attending  at  his  gate. 

2  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  the  Lord  is  good  ; 

To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ ; 
Israel  he  chose  of  old,  and  still 
His  church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  his  saints ; 

He  treats  his  servants  as  his  friends ; 
And  when  he  hears  their  sore  complaints. 
Repents  the  sorrows  that  he  sends. 

4  Through  every  age  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod ; 
He  gives  his  suffering  servants  rest. 
And  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 

5  Bless  ye  the  Lord  who  taste  his  love ; 

People  and  priests,  exalt  liis  name; 
Among  his  saints  he  ever  dwells; 
His  church  is  his  Jerusalem. 


WORSHIP.  9 

8  L.  M. 

1  ABOUND  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne, 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand  sing ; 
They  worship  him  as  God  alone, 
And  crown  him — everlasting  King. 

2  Approach,  ye  saints !  this  God  is  yours  ; 

Tis  Jesus  fills  the  throne  above : 
Ye  cannot  want  while  God  endures ; 
Ye  cannot  fail  while  God  is  love. 

3  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King ! 

To  thee  the  praise  of  heaven  belongs  ; 
Yet,  smile  on  us  who  fain  would  bring 
The  tribute  of  our  humble  songs. 

4  Though  sin  defile  our  worship  here, 

We  hope  ere  long  thy  face  to  view ; 
And  when  our  souls  in  heaven  appear, 
We'll  praise  thy  name  as  angels  do. 

9  C.  M. 

1  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known ! 
The  sovereign  of  your  hearts  proclaim. 
And  bow  before  his  throne. 

2  Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crowned, 

With  glories  all-divine ! 
And  tell  the  wondering  nations  round, 
How  bright  these  glories  shine. 

3  Infinite  power,  and  boundless  grace, 

In  him  unite  their  rays ; 
You,  that  have  e'er  beheld  his  face  ! 
Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

4  When,  in  his  earthly  courts,  wc  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 


10  WORSHIP. 

We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 
Lord !  teach  our  songs  to  rise ; 
Thy  love  can  animate  the  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

10  C.  M. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands ! 

Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue ! 
His  new-discovered  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations, — "  Jesus  reigns, 

God's  own  almighty  Son  ; 
His  power  the  sinking  world  sustains. 
And  grace  surrounds  his  throne." 

3  Let  heaven  proclaim  the  joyful  day  : 

Joy  through  the  earth  be  seen  ; 
Let  cities  shine  in  bright  array. 
And  fields  in  cheerful  green. 

4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 

The  islands  of  the  sea ; 
Ye  mountains !  sink  ;  ye  valleys !  rise ; 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold,  he  comes, — he  comes  to  bless 

The  nations,  as  their  God ; 
To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroad. 

11  C.  M. 

1  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 
And  sing  the  Saviour's  love ; 
Soon  shall  you  join  the  glorious  theme, 
In  loftier  strains  above. 


WORSHIP.  11 

2  God,  the  eternal,  mighty  God, 

To  dearer  names  descends ; 
Calls  you  his  treasure  and  his  joy, 
His  children  and  his  friends. 

3  My  Father,  God !  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear  ? 
Not  thus  could  heaven's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  listening  ear. 

4  Thanks  to  my  God  for  every  gift 

His  bounteous  hands  bestow ; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  those  comforts  flow. 

12  S.  M. 

1  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  formed  the  deeps  unknown ; 

He  gave  the  seas  their  bound  ; 
The  watery  worlds  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord : 
We  are  his  Avorks,  and  not  our  own ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God.    . 

13  s.  M. 

1  Now  let  our  songs  arise. 
In  new  exalted  strains : 


12  WORSHIP. 

Let  earth  repeat  it  to  the  skies ; — 
The  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns ! 

2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  our  God, 

And  bless  his  sacred  name ; 

His  great  salvation,  all  abroad, 

From  day  to  day  proclaim. 

3  Mid  heathen  nations  place 

The  glories  of  his  throne  ; 
And  let  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
Through  all  the  earth  be  known. 

4  Great  is  th'  eternal  Lord, 

And  great  must  be  his  praise : 
O'er  all  the  gods,  on  high  adored, 
His  mightier  arm  he'll  raise. 

5  Through  earth,  let  every  tribe, 

Let  every  nation,  sing  : 
Glory,  and  grace,  and  might  ascribe 
To  our  eternal  King. 

14  S.  M. 

1  Awake,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  every  heart,  and  every  tongue ! 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing  of  his  dying  love ; 

Sing  of  his  rising  power : 
Sing — how  he  intercedes  above 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way. 

Ye  ransomed  sinners !  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing,  every  day. 
In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King. 

4  Soon  shall  ye  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children !  come  :" 


WORSHIP.      '  13 

Soon  will  he  call  you  hence  away, 
And  take  his  wanderers  home. 

15  S.  M. 

1  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord ! 

And  let  our  joys  be  known : 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord. 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

That  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  children  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets. 
Before  we  reach  the  heavenly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

5  Then  let  our  songs  abound. 

And  every  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.  [ground, 

16  S.  M. 

1  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  Though  high  above  all  praise. 

Above  all  blessing  high. 
Who  would  not  fear  his  holy  name. 
And  laud,  and  magnify  ? 


14  WOESHIP. 

3  Oil,  for  tlie  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 
And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought ! 

4  God  is  our  strength  and  song. 

And  his  salvation  ours ; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

5  Stand  up,  and  bless  the  Lord ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore ; 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  forevermore ! 

17  7s. 

1  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang ; 
Heav'n  with  hallelujahs  rang. 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun. 
When  he  spake  and  it  was  done. 

2  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

8  Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away. 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth. 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

4  And  can  man  alone  be  dumb 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
No,  the  Church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms  and  hymns  and  songs  of  praise. 

5  Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice. 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice : 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 


WORSHIP.  15 

6  Hymns  of  glory,  songs  of  praise, 
Father,  unto  thee  we  raise ; 
Jesus,  glory  unto  thee, 
With  the  Spirit,  ever  be. 

18  ^  7s. 

1  Let  us,  with  a  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2  Let  us  sound  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure. 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

3  He,  with  all-commanding  might. 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 

Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

4  All  things  living  he  doth  feed  ; 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

5  He  his  chosen  race  did  bless 
In  the  wasteful  wilderness : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure. 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

6  He  hath,  with  a  piteous  eye, 
Looked  upon  our  misery : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure. 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

7  Let  us  then,  with  gladsome  mind, 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind : 
For  his  mercies  shall  endure. 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 


16  WORSHIP. 

19  H.  M. 

1  O  ZiON,  tune  thy  voice, 

And  raise  thy  hands  on  high ; 
Tell  all  the  earth  thy  joys, 

And  boast  salvation  nigh : 
Cheerful  in  God,  I     While  rays  divine 

Arise  and  shine,  I     Stream  all  abroad. 

2  He  gilds  thy  mourning  face 

With  beams  that  cannot  fade ; 
His  all-resplendent  grace 

He  pours  around  thy  head  : 
The  nations  round  I     With  lustre  new 

Thy  form  shall  view,      I     Divinely  crowned. 

3  In  honor  to  his  name 

Keflect  that  sacred  light ; 
And  loud  that  grace  proclaim, 

Which  makes  thy  darkness  bright : 
Pursue  his  praise  I     In  worlds  above, 

Till  sovereign  love,         |     The  glory  raise. 

4  There  on  his  holy  hill 

A  brighter  Sun  shall  rise. 
And  with  his  radiance  fill 
Those  fairer,  purer  skies : 
While  round  his  throne  I     In  nobler  spheres. 
Ten  thousand  stars,         I     His  influence  own. 

20  L-  M. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast ; 
Oh  !  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found. 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound ! 


WORSHIP.  1 7 

3  My  heart  shall  triumpli  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works  and  bless  his  word ; 
Thy  works  of  grace  how  bright  they  shine ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels !  how  divine ! 

4  Lord,  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart, 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

5  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below  ; 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ. 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

21  L.  M. 

1  HosANXA  to  the  living  Lord  ! 
Hosanna  to  th'  incarnate  Word  ! 
To  Christ,  Creator,  Saviour,  King, 
Let  earth,  let  heaven,  Hosanna  sing  ; — 

2  "  Hosanna !  Lord  !"  thine  angels  cry, 
"  Hosanna  !  Lord  !"  thy  saints  reply  ; 
Above,  beneath  us,  and  around. 
The  dead  and  living  swell  the  sound. 

3  0  Saviour  !  with  protecting  care. 
Return  to  this  thy  house  of  prayer. 
Assembled  in  thy  sacred  name. 
Where  we  thy  parting  promise  claim. 

4  But,  chiefest,  in  our  cleansed  breast, 
Eternal !  bid  thy  Spirit  rest, 

And  make  our  secret  soul  to  be 
A  temple  pure,  and  worthy  thee. 

5  So,  in  the  last  and  dreadful  day, 

When  earth  and  heaven  shall  melt  away, 
Thy  flock,  redeemed  from  sinful  stain. 
Shall  swell  the  sound  of  praise  again. 


18  WORSHIP. 

22  L.  M. 

1  God  of  my  life !  through  all  my  days, 
My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high. 

Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail. 
And  all  its  powers  of  language  fail ; 
Joy  thro'  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break. 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But,  oh !  when  that  last  conflict 's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more. 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies! 

5  Soon  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains. 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains. 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 

23  L-  M. 

1  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 

Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad ; 
Let  all  the  powers  within  me  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace ; 
His  favors  claim  thy  highest  praise ; 
Why  should  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot  ? 

3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  that  sent  his  Son 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done ; 


WORSHIP.  19 

He  owns  the  ransom,  and  forgives 
The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 

4  Let  the  whole  earth  his  power  confess, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace ; 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

24  L.  M. 

1  My  God  !  accept  my  early  vows, 
Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house ; 
And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise, 
Sweet  as  the  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 
From  every  rash  and  heedless  word ; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

3  Oh !  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray. 
Smite,  and  reprove  my  wandering  way ; 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  shed, 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  cheer  my  head. 

4  When  I  behold  them  pressed  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heaven  for  their  relief; 
And,  by  my  warm  petitions,  prove 
How  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

25  L.  M. 

1  Aw^AKE,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 

And  sing  thy  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  thee. 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  free ! 

2  He  saw  me  ruined  in  the  fall. 
Yet  loved  me  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  saved  me  from  ray  lost  estate, 
His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  great  I 


20  WORSPIIP. 

3  Though  num'roiis  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 

His  loviug-kiudness,  oh,  how  strong ! 

4  When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gathered  thick,  and  thundered  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood. 

His  loving-kindness,  oh,  how  good ! 

5  Often  I  feel  my  sinful  heart 
Prone  from  my  Saviour  to  depart ; 
But,  though  I  oft  have  him  forgot, 
His  loving-kindness  changes  not. 

6  Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale. 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail ; 
Oh,  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving-kindness  sing  in  death. 

26  L-  M. 

1  What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  our  God,  the  Lamb ! 
When  all  the  notes,  that  angels  sing. 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

2  Worthy  is  he  who  once  was  slain, — 

The  Prince  of  peace,  who  groaned  and  died — 
Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign. 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

3  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men : 
Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  every  creature  say, — Amen. 

27  L.  M. 

1  Now  be  my  heart  inspired,  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King ; 


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Jesus,  the  Lord, — how  heavenly  fair 
His  form !  how  bright  his  beauties  are ! 

2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race, 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace ; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

3  Thy  throne,  O  God !  for  ever  stands  ; 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands ; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right; 
Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

4  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head ; 
And,  with  his  sacred  Spirit,  blest 
His  first-born  Son  above  the  rest. 

28  L-  M. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song : 
Awake,  my  soul,  awake,  my  tongue ; 
Hosanna  to  the  eternal  name. 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face. 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  Grace !  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme, 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound, 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

5  Oh !  may  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face, 


22  WORSHIP. 

Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold, 
And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

29  L-  M. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  ! — my  heart  shall  join 
In  work  so  pleasant,  so  divine : 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

2  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ;  he  made  the  sky, 
And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train, 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 

He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 

4  He  loves  his  saints, — he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 

Thy  God,  O  Zion  !  ever  reigns  ; 
Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

30  L-  M. 

1  My  God  !  my  King !  thy  various  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days ; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue. 
Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song. 

2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear ; 
And  every  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty,  done  for  thee. 

3  Thy  works  with  sovereign  glory  shine 
And  speak  thy  majesty  divine  ; 

Let  every  realm  with  joy  i)roclaim 
The  sound  and  honor  of  tliy  name. 


WORSHIP.  23 

4  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise ; 
And  unborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labor  of  their  tongue. 

5  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds  ? 
Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds : 
Vast  and  unsearchable  thy  ways, — 
Vast  and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 

31  L-  M. 

1  Come,  O  my  soul !  in  sacred  lays. 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  ; 

But  oh !  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  ? 
What  mortal  verse  can  reach  the  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amidst  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory,  like  a  garment,  wears ; 

To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine. 

Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs. 
Omnipotence  with  wisdom  shines  ; 

His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Bear  the  great  impress  of  his  name. 

4  Eaised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul !  his  glories  sing; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  thy  tongue, 
Till  listening  worlds  repeat  the  song. 

32  c.  M. 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

Ye  ransomed  from  the  fall ! 


24  WORSHIP. 

Hail  him,  wlio  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Sinners !  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall, 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

4  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe. 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

0  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng. 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song. 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

33  c.  M. 

1  Oh  !  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Kedeemer's  praise ! 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God ! 

Assist  me  to  proclaim. 
To  spread,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus — the  name  that  calms  my  fears. 

That  bids  my  sorrows  cease ; 
'Tis  music  to  my  ravished  ears ; 
'T  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin, 

He  sets  the  pris'ner  free ; 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  availed  for  me. 

5  Let  us  obey,  we  then  shall  know. 

Shall  feel  our  sins  forgiven ; 


WOESHIP.  25 

Anticipate  our  heaven  below, 
And  own,  that  love  is  heaven. 

34  c.  M. 

1  Aeise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers. 

And  triumph  in  thy  God  ; 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  The  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Beneath  my  soul  he  placed, 
And  on  the  Rock  of  ages  set 
My  slippery  footsteps  fast. 

3  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 

Is  walled  around  with  grace ; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands, 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

4  Arise,  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice. 

And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing ; 
Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
My  Saviour  and  my  King. 

35  ^'  ^r- 

1  To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name, 

Awake  the  sacred  song  ! 
Oh  !  may  his  love — immortal  flame — 
Tune  every  heart  and  tongue ! 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ? 

What  mortal  tongue  display  ? 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch. 
In  wonder,  dies  away. 

3  Dear  Lord !  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  every  heart  with  rapture  say, 
"  The  Saviour  died  for  me !" 


26  WORSHIP. 

4  Oh !  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  thome, 
Fill  every  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 
And  join  the  sacred  throng. 

36  c-  M. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs. 

With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus !" 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us !" 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord  !  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

37  c.  M. 

1  Come,  happy  souls !  approach  your  God, 

With  new  melodious  songs  ; 

Come,  render  to  almighty  grace 

The  tribute  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love 

That  pitied  dying  men, 


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The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son, 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus  !  were  not  armed 

With  a  revenging  rod  ; 
No  hard  commission  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne. 
When  Christ,  on  the  kind  errand,  came, 
And  brought  salvation  down. 

5  Here,  sinners !  you  may  heal  your  wounds, 

And  wipe  your  sorrows  dry  ; 
Trust  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

6  See,  dearest  Lord  !  our  willing  souls 

Accept  thine  offered  grace ; 
We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 
And  give  the  Father  praise. 

38  CM. 

1  Yes,  I  will  bless  thee,  O  my  God, 

Through  all  my  mortal  days  ; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God ; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers. 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

3  Not  death  itself  shall  stop  my  song. 

Though  death  will  close  my  eyes : 
My  thoughts  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
And  sweeter  raptures  rise. 

4  There  shall  my  lips  in  endless  praise, 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay ; 


28  WOKSHIP. 

The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
And  an  eternal  day. 

39  c.  M. 

1  With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song, 

Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim : 
Thou,  sovereign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  thy  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace  ; 

My  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness. 
And  make  his  justice  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 

For  all  the  poor  oppressed, 
To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

4  The  men  that  know  thy  name,  will  trust 

In  thy  abundant  grace ; 
For  thou  wilt  ne'er  forsake  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 

5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 

Who  dwells  on  Sion's  hill. 
Who  executes  his  threatening  word. 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfill. 

40  C-  M. 

1  Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 

And  speak  some  boundless  thing. 
The  mighty  works,  or  mightier  name. 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulness. 

And  sound  his  power  abroad  ; 
Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace. 
And  the  performing  God. 


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3  His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong, 

As  that  which  built  the  skies ; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along, 
Speaks  all  the  promises. 

4  Oh !  might  I  hear  thy  heavenly  tongue 

But  whisper,  "  Thou  art  mine !" 
Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 
To  notes  almost  divine. 

41  C.  M. 

1  LoED,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye : 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight. 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort. 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

5  Oh !  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

42  c.  M. 

1  Thee  will  I  bless,  my  God  and  King, 
Thy  endless  praise  proclaim ; 


30  WORSHIP. 

This  tribute  daily  I  will  bring, 
And  ever  bless  thy  Name. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  beyond  compare  art  great, 

And  highly  to  be  praised  ; 
Thy  majesty,  with  boundless  height, 
Above  our  knowledge  raised. 

3  Renown'd  for  mighty  acts,  thy  fame 

To  future  time  extends ; 
From  age  to  age  thy  glorious  Name 
Successively  descends. 

4  Whilst  I  thy  glory  and  renown, 

And  wondrous  works  express. 
The  world  with  me  thy  might  shall  own, 
And  thy  great  power  confess. 

43  c.  M. 

1  Let  them  neglect  thy  glory.  Lord, 

Who  never  knew  thy  grace ; 
But  our  loud  songs  shall  still  record 
The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

2  We  raise  our  shouts,  O  God,  to  thee, 

And  send  them  to  thy  throne ; 
All  glory  to  the  United  Three, 
The  Undivided  One. 

3  'Twas  he,  and  we'll  adore  his  name, 

That  formed  us  by  a  word  : 
'Tis  he  restores  our  ruined  frame : 
Salvation  to  the  Lord ! 

4  Hosanna !  let  the  earth  and  skies 

Repeat  the  joyful  sound  ; 
Rocks,  hills  and  vales,  reflect  the  voice 
In  one  eternal  round. 


WORSHIP.  31 

44  c.  M. 

1  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 

For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 
My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  that  fill  thy  house, 

My  offerings  shall  be  paid  ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-blessed  God ! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight — 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care. 
Lord  !  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Kow  I  am  thine — for  ever  thine ; 

Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 
Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow. 

And  thy  rich  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints !  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

45  c.  M. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life. 

In  trouble,  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast. 

Till  all,  who  are  distressed. 


32  WORSHIP. 

From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  Oh  !  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

With  me  exalt  his  name ; 
When  in  distress  to  him  I  called. 
He  to  my  rescue  came. 

4  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all, 
Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

5  Oh  !  make  but  trial  of  his  love  ; 

Experience  will  decide, 
How  blest  are  they,  and  only  they. 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

6  Fear  him,  ye  saints !  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, — 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  care. 

46  c.  M. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  power 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heavenly  hour. 
That  vision  so  divine. 

3  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste. 
And  in  tliy  presence  dwell. 

4  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys. 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 


Vv^ORSHIP.  33 

Or  raise  so  high  ray  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

5  Thus  till  my  last  expiring  clay, 
I  '11  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

47  CM. 

1  My  Saviour  !  my  almighty  Friend  ; 

When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace  ? 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And,  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
I  speak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 

Of  the  celestial  road  ; 
And  march,  with  courage  in  thy  strength. 
To  see  my  Father  God. 

4  When  I  am  filled  with  sore  distress 

For  some  surprising  sin, 
I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness, 
And  mention  none  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  victories  of  my  King  ! 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sin  and  hell. 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers ! 

With  this  delightful  song, 

I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 

Nor  think  the  season  long. 

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34  WOKSHIP. 

48  S.  M. 

1  To  God  the  only  wise, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints,  below  the  skies, 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love. 

His  counsel  and  his  care, 
Preserve  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne ; 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 

Wisdom  and  power  belong. 
Immortal  croAvns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  song. 

49  S.M. 

1  My  soul !  repeat  his  praise, 

AVhose  mercies  are  so  great ; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread. 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

3  His  power  subdues  our  sins. 

And  his  forgiving  love. 


WORSHIP.  35 

Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

50  S.  M. 

1  The  pity  of  the  Lord, 

To  those  who  fear  his  name. 

Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

2  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower ; 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field. 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

3  But  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

To  endless  years  endure ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

51  S.  M. 

1  To  bless  thy  chosen  race, 

In  mercy,  Lord  !  incline  ; 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face 
On  all  thy  saints  to  shine ; 

2  That  so  thy  wondrous  way 

May  through  the  world  be  known ; 
"While  distant  lands  their  tribute  pay. 
And  thy  salvation  own. 

3  Oh  !  let  them  shout  and  sing, 

With  joy  and  pious  mirth  ; 
For  thou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 

52  s.  M. 

1  Oh  !  bless  the  Lord,  ray  soul. 
Let  all  within  me  join. 


36  WORSHIP. 

And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  Oh !  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins, 

'Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave ; 
He  that  redeemed  my  soul  from  hell 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

53  s.  M. 

1  See  what  a  living  stone 

The  builders  did  refuse  ; 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

2  The  work,  O  Lord !  is  thine. 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes ; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine. 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

3  This  is  the  glorious  day, 

That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

4  Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood: 
Bless  him,  ye  saiuts !  he  comes,  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 

5  We  bless  tliy  holy  word, 

Which  all  this  grace  displays ; 


WORSHIP.  37 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord ! 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

54  S.  M. 

1  Sweet  is  the  work,  O  Lord ! 

Thy  glorious  name  to  sing, 
To  praise  and  pray,  to  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 

2  Sweet — at  the  dawning  light, 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell, 
And,  when  approach  the  shades  of  night, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet — on  this  day  of  rest. 

To  join,  in  heart  and  voice. 
With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 

Be  every  Sabbath  given. 
That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

55  L.  P.  M. 

1  I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  :  he  made  the  sky. 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  the  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor ; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 


38  WORSHIP. 

3  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind  ; 

He  sends  the  kiboring  conscience  peace ; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  j^raise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

DOXOLOGY. 

Now  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given. 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

56  6s  &  4s. 

1  Come,  all  ye  saints  of  God  ! 
Wide  through  the  earth  abroad 

Spread  Jesus'  name ; 
Tell  what  his  love  has  done, 
Trust  in  his  grace  alone ; 
Shout  to  his  lofty  throne, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

2  Hence,  gloomy  doubts  and  fears ! 
Dry  up  your  mournful  tears  ; 

Swell  the  glad  theme  ; 
Praise  ye  our  gracious  King, 
Strike  each  melodious  string. 
Join  lieart  and  voice  to  sing, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 


woiiSHir.  39 

3  Hark !  how  the  choirs  above, 
Filled  Avith  the  Saviour's  love, 

Dwell  on  his  name ! 
There,  too,  may  we  be  found. 
With  light  and  glory  crowned, 
While  all  the  heavens  resound, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb !" 

57  6s  &  4s. 

1  Glory  to  God  on  high ! 
Let  praises  fill  the  sky ; 

Praise  ye  his  name ; 
Angels !  his  name  adore, 
Who  all  our  sorrows  bore  ; 
And,  saints !  cry  evermore, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

2  All  they  around  the  throne 
Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  name  ; 
AYe  who  have  felt  his  blood 
Sealing  our  peace  with  God, 
Spread  his  dear  fame  abroad, 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

3  To  him  our  hearts  we  raise ; 
None  else  shall  have  our  praise ; 

Praise  ye  his  name  ; 
Him,  our  exalted  Lord, 
By  us  below  adored, 
We  praise  with  one  accord, 

'•  Worthy  the  Lamb !" 

4  Join,  all  the  human  race ! 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bless ; 

Praise  ye  his  name  ; 
In  him  we  will  rejoice, 
Making  a  cheerful  noise, 


40  WORSHIP. 

And  say,  with  heart  and  voice, 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

5  Though  we  must  change  our  phice, 
Our  souls  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name ; 
To  him  we'll  tribute  bring, 
Laud  him  our  gracious  King, 
And  through  all  ages  sing, 

''  Worthy  the  Lamb  !" 

58  lis  &  10s. 

1  Come,  ye  disconsolate !  wdiere'er  ye  languish, 

Come  to  the  mercy-seat,  fervently  kneel : 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell 
your  anguish  ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure ! 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  God's  name, 
saying. 
Earth  has  no  sorrows  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life ;  see  waters  flowing. 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  boundless  in 
love: 
Come  to  the  feast  prepared  ;  come,  ever  know- 
ing, 

Earth  has  no  sorrows,  bat  heaven  can  re- 
move. 

69  7s. 

1  Lord  !  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow  ; 
Oh  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ! — 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord !  in  vuin  ? 


WORSHIP.  41 

2  Lord !  on  thee  our  souls  depend, 
In  compassion,  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 
Lord !  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 

Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up. 
Strong  in  faith,  in  love  and  hope. 

6  Grant,  that  those  who  seek  may  find 
Thee,  a  God  supremely  kind : 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free, 

Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

60  7s. 

1  Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare, 
Jesus  loves  to  answer  prayer ; 
He  himself  has  bid  thee  pray. 
Therefore  will  not  say  thee  nay. 

2  Thou  art  coming  to  a  King, 
Large  petitions  with  thee  bring  ; 
For  his  grace  and  power  are  such, 
None  can  ever  ask  too  much. 

3  With  my  burden  I  begin, 
Lord,  remove  this  load  of  sin ; 
Let  thy  blood,  for  sinners  spilt, 
Set  my  conscience  free  from  guilt. 


42  woKHiiir. 

4  Lord,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
Take  possession  of  my  breast ; 

There  thy  blood-bought  right  maintaiu, 
And  without  a  rival  reign. 

5  While  I  am  a  pilgrim  here, 
Let  thy  love  my  spirit  cheer  ; 

As  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend, 
Lead  me  to  my  journey's  end. 

6  Show  me  what  I  have  to  do, 
Every  hour  my  strength  renew  ; 
Let  me  live  a  life  of  faith. 

Let  me  die  thy  people's  death. 

61  s.  M. 

1  Behold  the  throne  of  grace ! 

The  promise  calls  me  near : 

There  Jesus  shows  a  smiling  face, 

And  waits  to  answer  prayer. 

2  That  rich  atoning  blood, 

Which  sprinkled  round  I  see. 
Provides,  for  those  who  come  to  God, 
An  all-prevailing  plea. 

3  My  soul !  ask  what  thou  wilt ; 

Thou  canst  not  be  too  bold  ; 
Since  his  own  blood  for  thee  he  spilt, 
What  else  can  he  withhold  ? 

4  Thine  image.  Lord  !  bestow, 

Thy  presence  and  thy  love  ; 
I  ask  to  serve  thee  here  below, 
And  reign  with  thee  above. 

5  Teach  me  to  live  by  faith  ; 

Conform  my  will  to  thine  ; 
Let  me  victorious  be  in  death, 
And  then  in  glory  shine. 


WOESHIP.  43 

62  S.  M. 

1  Jesus,  who  knows  full  well 

The  heart  of  every  saint, 

Invites  us  all  our  grief  to  tell, 

To  pray  and  never  faint. 

2  He  bows  his  gracious  ear, — 

We  never  plead  in  vain  ; 
Then  let  us  wait  till  he  appear. 
And  pray,  and  pray  again. 

3  Jesus,  the  Lord,  will  hear 

His  chosen  when  thy  cry : 
Yes,  though  he  may  a  while  forbear, 
He  '11  help  them  from  on  high. 

4  Then  let  us  earnest  cry. 

And  never  faint  in  prayer ; 
He  sees,  he  hears,  and  from  on  high 
Will  make  our  cause  his  care. 

63  s.  M. 

1  Oh  blessed  souls  are  they, 

Whose  sins  are  covered  o'er  ; 

Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 

Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies  past. 

And  keep  their  hearts  with  care. 
Their  lips  and  lives,  without  deceit, 
Shall  prove  their  faith  sincere. 

3  While  I  concealed  my  guilt, 

I  felt  the  festering  wound  ; 

Till  I  confessed  my  "sins  to  thee, 

And  ready  pardon  found. 

4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray  ; 

Let  saints  keep  near  thy  throne : 


44  WORSHIP. 

Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  iu  God  aloue. 

64  c.  M. 

1  Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat, 

Where  Jesus  answers  prayer ; 
There  humbly  fall  before  his  feet, 
For  none  can  perish  there. 

2  Thy  promise  is  my  only  plea, 

With  this  I  venture  nigh  ; 
Thou  callest  burdened  souls  to  thee, 
And  such,  O  Lord,  am  I. 

3  Bow'd  down  beneath  a  load  of  sin. 

By  Satan  sorely  press'd. 
By  war  without,  and  fears  within, 
I  come  to  thee  for  rest. 

4  Be  thou  my  Shield  and  Hiding-place; 

That,  shelter'd  near  thy  side, 
I  may  my  fierce  accuser  face, 
And  tell  him,  thou  hast  died. 

5  Oh  wondrous  love,  to  bleed  and  die. 

To  bear  the  Cross  and  shame. 
That  guilty  sinners,  such  as  I, 
Might  plead  thy  gracious  Name. 

65  c.  M. 

1  Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright. 

With  reverence  and  with  fear : 
Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 
We  may,  we  must  draw  near. 

2  Give  deep  humility ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give ; 
A  strong  desiring  confidence 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live. 


INVOCATION,  45 

Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  dehiy ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 

And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done ; 

Thus,  strengthen'd  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 

Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 


INVOCATION. 

66  L-  M. 

1  Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 

Attend  his  people's  humble  cry ! 
Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 

And  brings  deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 

His  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts ; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 

Of  humble  groans,  and  broken  hearts. 

3  Now  save  us.  Lord !  from  slavish  fear, 

Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  strong, 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear. 

And  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  song. 

67  L.  M. 

1  Come,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell. 
By  faith  and  love  in  every  breast  ; 
Then  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  expressed. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  with  inward  strength. 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess. 

And  learn  the  height,  and  breadth,  and  length, 
Of  thine  immeasurable  grace. 


46  INVOCATION. 

3  Now  to  the  God  whose  power  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  or  wishes  know, 
Be  everlasting  honors  done, 
By  all  the  church,  through  Christ  his  Son. 

68  L.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind, 
And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 
A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 
Oh  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame. 
Make  me  to  burn  with  pure  desire. 

3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart,  • 
And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see : 

Oh  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart. 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

69  L-  M. 

1  How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  a  while. 

And  seek  the  presence  of  our  Lord! 
Dear  Saviour,  on  thy  people  smile. 
And  come,  according  to  thy  word. 

2  From  busy  scenes  we  now  retreat, 

That  we  may  here  converse  with  thee ; 
Ah,  Lord !  behold  us  at  thy  feet ; — 
Let  this  the  gate  of  heaven  be. 

3  "  Chief  of  ten  thousand  !"  now  appear, 

That  we  by  faith  may  see  thy  face  : 

Oh  speak,  that  we  thy  voice  may  hear. 

And  let  thy  presence  fill  this  place. 


IX  VOCATION.  47 

70  L.  M. 

1  Come,  O  Creator  Spirit  blest ! 
And  in  our  souls  take  up  thy  rest ! 
Come,  with  thy  grace  and  heavenly  aid, 
To  fill  the  hearts  which  thou  hast  made. 

2  Great  Comforter !  to  thee  we  cry ; 
O  highest  Gift  of  God  most  high ! 
O  Fount  of  life !  O  Fire  of  love ! 
Send  sweet  anointing  from  above ! 

3  Kindle  our  senses  from  above, 

And  make  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  love ; 
With  patience  firm,  and  virtue  high, 
The  weakness  of  our  flesh  supply. 

4  Far  from  us  drive  the  foe  we  dread, 
And  grant  us  thy  true  peace  instead  ; 
So  shall  we  not,  with  thee  for  guide, 
Turn  from  the  path  of  life  aside. 

5  Oh,  may  thy  grace  on  us  bestow 
The  Father  and  the  Son  to  know. 

And  thee,  through  endless  times,  confess'd 
Of  both  th'  eternal  Spirit  blest. 

71  L.  M. 

1  Father  of  heaven !  whose  love  profound 
A  ransom  for  our  souls  hath  found, — 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 

To  us  thy  pardoning  love  extend. 

2  Almighty  Son — Incarnate  Word — 
Our  Prophet,  Priest,  Redeemer,  Lord ! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend : 
To  us  thy  saving  grace  extend. 

3  Eternal  Spirit !  by  whose  breath 

The  soul  is  raised  from  sin  and  death, — 


48  INVOCATION. 

Before  tliy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
To  us  thy  quickening  power  extend. 

4  Jehovah  !— Father,  Spirit,  Soul- 
Mysterious  Godhead — Three  in  One! 
Before  thy  throne  we  sinners  bend ; 
Grace,  pardon,  life  to  us  extend. 

72  L.  M. 

1  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide, 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way ; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart. 
That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  way, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  bless'd ; 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  seat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

73  c.  M. 

1  Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift ! 

Behold  thy  servants  w\ait ; 
With  longing  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  Oh  !  shed  abroad  that  richest  gift, — 

Thy  Spirit  from  above. 
To  cheer  our  eyes  with  sacred  light, 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 


INVOCATION.  49 

3  Blest  Earnest  of  eternal  joy ! 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven  : 
And  bear,  with  energy  divine, 
Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

4  Diffuse,  O  God !  thy  copious  showers, 

That  earth  its  fruit  may  yield, 
And  change  the  barren  wilderness, 
To  Carmel's  flowery  field. 

74:  C.  M. 

1  Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints ! 

Our  humble  strains  attend, 
While,  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 
Low  at  thy  feet  we  bend. 

2  How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise ! 
How  should  our  souls,  on  wings  of  love. 
Mount  upward  to  the  skies  ! 

3  Come,  Lord  !  thy  lov^e  alone  can  raise 

In  us  the  heavenly  flame  ; 
Then  shall  our  lips  resound  thy  praise, 
Our  hearts  adore  thy  name. 

4  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here. 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine 
A  heaven  on  earth  appear. 

5  Then  shall  our  hearts  enraptured  say, — 

Come,  great  Iledeeraer  !  come. 
And  bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day, 
That  calls  thy  children  home. 

75  C.  M. 

1  O  THOU,  who  hast  thy  servants  taught 
That  not  by  words  alone, 
4 


50  INVOCATION. 

But  by  the  fruits  of  holiness, 
The  life  of  God  is  shown ! 

2  While  in  thy  house  of  prayer  we  meet, 

And  call  thee  God  and  Lord, 
Give  us  a  heart  to  follow  thee, 
Obedient  to  thy  word. 

3  Through  all  the  dangerous  paths  of  life 

Uphold  us  as  we  go, 
That  with  our  lips,  and  in  our  lives, 
Thy  glory  we  may  show. 

76  c.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers. 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love. 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look — how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys  ! 
Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  ever  live, 

At  this  poor  dying  rate. 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 


INVOCATION.  51 

77  c.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator !  come, 

Inspire  these  souls  of  thine  ; 
Till  every  heart,  which  thou  hast  made, 
Is  filled  with  grace  divine. 

2  Thou  art  the  Comforter,  the  gift 

Of  God,  and  fire  of  love ; 

The  everlasting  spring  of  joy, 

And  unction  from  above. 

3  Enlighten  our  dark  souls,  till  they 

Thy  sacred  love  embrace ; 
Assist  our  minds,  by  nature  frail, 
With  thy  celestial  grace. 

4  Teach  us  the  Father  to  confess. 

And  Son,  from  death  revived, 
And  with  them  both.  Thee,  Holy  Ghost 
Who  art  from  both  derived. 

78  c.  M. 

1  Lord,  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne, 

And  our  confessions  pour, 
Teach  us  to  feel  the  sins  we  own. 
And  hate  what  we  deplore. 

2  Our  broken  spirit  pitying  see ; 

True  penitence  impart ; 
Then  let  a  kindling  glance  from  thee 
Beam  hope  on  every  heart. 

3  When  we  disclose  our  wants  in  prayer, 

May  we  our  wills  resign ; 
And  not  a  thought  our  bosom  share, 
Which  is  not  wholly  thine. 

4  Let  faith  each  meek  petition  fill, 

And  waft  it  to  the  skies ; 


52  INVOCATION. 

And  teacli  our  hearts — 't  is  goodness  still 
That  grants  it,  or  denies. 

79  7s,  8  lines. 

1  Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee 
Low  we  bend  the  adoring  knee ; 
When  repentant  to  the  skies 
Scarce  we  lift  our  weeping  eyes ; 
Oh,  by  all  the  pains  and  woe 
Suffered  once  for  man  below. 
Bending  from  thy  throne  on  high, 
Hear  our  solemn  Litany  ! 

2  By  thy  helpless  infant  years ; 
By  thy  life  of  want  and  tears ; 
By  thy  days  of  sore  distress 
In  the  lonely  wilderness  ; 

By  the  dread  mysterious  hour 
Of  the  insulting  temjDter's  power ; 
Turn,  oh  turn  a  favoring  eye; 
Hear  our  solemn  Litany  ! 

3  By  the  sacred  griefs  that  wept 
O'er  the  grave  where  Lazarus  slept ; 
By  the  boding  tears  that  flowed 
Over  Salem's  loved  abode ; 

By  the  anguished  sigh  that  told 
Treachery  lurked  within  thy  fold  ; 
From  thy  seat  above  the  sky, 
Hear  our  solemn  Litany ! 

4  By  thine  hour  of  dire  despair ; 
By  thine  agony  of  prayer ; 

By  the  cross,  the  nail,  the  thorn. 
Piercing  spear,  and  torturing  scorn ; 
By  the  gloom  that  veiled  the  skies 
O'er  the  dreadful  sacrifice ; 


INVOCATION.  53 

Listen  to  our  humble  cry, 
Hear  our  solemn  Litany ! 

5  By  thy  deep  expiring  groan  ; 
By  the  sad  sepulchral  stone ; 
By  the  vault,  whose  dark  abode 
Held  in  vain  the  rising  God ; 
Oh,  from  earth  to  heaven  restored, 
Mighty  reascended  Lord, 
Listen,  listen  to  the  cry 
Of  our  solemn  Litany ! 

80  7s,  8  lines. 

1  Light  of  life ! — seraphic  Fire  ! 

Love  divine  ! — thyself  impart ; 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 

Shine  in  every  drooping  heart. 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer ; 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom : 
Saviour — Son  of  God !  appear ; 

To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come,  in  this  accepted  hour. 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power — • 

Kooting  out  the  love  of  sin. 
Nothing  more  can  we  require. 

We  will  covet  nothing  less  ; 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire. 

All  our  joy  and  all  our  peace. 

81  7s,  8  lines. 
1  Lord  of  hosts,  how  lovely  fair, 

E'en  on  earth,  thy  temples  are ; 
Here  thy  waiting  people  see 
Much  of  heaven,  and  much  of  thee. 
From  thy  gracious  presence  flows 
Bliss  that  softens  all  our  woes ; 


54  INVOCATION. 

While  thy  Spirit's  holy  fire 
Warms  our  hearts  with  pure  desire. 

2  Here  we  supplicate  thy  throne, 

Here  thou  raak'st  thy  glories  known ; 
Here  we  learn  thy  righteous  ways, 
Taste  thy  love  and  sing  thy  praise. 
Thus  with  sacred  songs  of  joy, 
AVe  our  happy  lives  employ; 
Love,  and  long  to  love  thee  more, 
Till  from  earth  to  heaven  we  soar. 
82  7s,  8  lines. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 

God  of  Hosts !  when  heaven  and  earth, 
Out  of  darkness,  at  thy  word 

Issued  into  glorious  birth, 
All  thy  works  before  thee  stood. 
And  thine  eye  beheld  them  good. 
While  they  sung  with  sweet  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy !  thee, 

One  Jehovah  evermore. 
Father,  Son,  and  Spirit !  we. 

Dust  and  ashes,  would  adore : 
Lightly  by  the  world  esteemed, 
From  that  world  by  thee  redeemed, 
Sing  we  here  w^th  glad  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord ! 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy !  all 

Heaven's  triumphant  choir  shall  sing. 
While  the  ransomed  nations  fall 

At  the  footstool  of  their  King : 
Then  shall  saints  and  seraphim, 
Harps  and  voices,  swell  one  hymn, 
Blending  in  sublime  accord, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 


INVOCATION.  55 

83  7s,  6  lines. 

1  Safely  through  another  week 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day ; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best : 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  pray  for  pardoning  grace 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciled  fice  ; 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame : 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near : 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear ; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints, 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints : 
Thus  may  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

84  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  In  thy  name,  O  Lord !  assembling. 

We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near ; 
Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling ; 
Speak,  and  let  thy  servants  hear, — 

Hear  with  meekness, — 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

2  While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 

May  we  give  them,  Lord !  to  thee  ; 


56  INVOCATION. 

Cheered  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthened, 
May  we  run,  nor  weary  be, 

Till  thy  glory, 
Without  clouds,  in  heaven  we  see. 

3  There,  in  worship  purer,  sweeter, 
Thee  thy  people  shall  adore  ; 
Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Far  than  thought  conceived  before ; 

Full  enjoyment. 
Full,  unmixed,  and  evermore. 

85  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit! 

Bless  the  sower  and  the  seed  ; 
Let  each  heart  thy  grace  inherit ; 
Kaise  the  weak,  the  hungry  feed ; 

From  the  gospel, 
Now  supply  thy  people's  need. 

2  Oh,  may  all  enjoy  the  blessing 

AVhich  thy  Avord  's  designed  to  give ; 
Let  us  all,  tliy  love  possessing, 
Joyfully  the  truth  receive ; 

And  for  ever 
To  thy  praise  and  glory  live. 

86  8s,  7s  &  43. 

1  Lord  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace ; 

Oh,  refresh  us. 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound ; 


THE  LORD  JESUS   CHEIST.  57 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us,  evermore,  be  found. 

So,  whene'er  the  signal 's  given, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away. 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven. 

Glad  the  summons  to  obey. 
We  shall  surely 

Keign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST. 

87  7s. 

1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King ! 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing; 
Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  We  are  traveling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock  and  blest ! 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There,  your  seat  is  now  prepared. 
There's  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren !  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  your  land ; 
Jesus  Christ,  your  Father's  Son, 
Bids  you  undismayed  go  on. 

5  Lord !  obediently  we  go. 
Gladly  leaving  all  below ; 


68  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHEIST. 

Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 


88  _  7s. 

1  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name ; 
Ye,  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove ! 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye,  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face ! 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move. 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls !  dry  up  your  tears ; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears ; 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Canceled  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Welcome  all,  by  sin  oppressed, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ! 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, — 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

5  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring ; 
Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string ; 
Mortals !  join  the  hosts  above. 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 


89  .  .  ^^ 

1  Hallelujah  !  raise,  oh,  raise 
To  our  God  the  song  of  praise : 
All  his  servants !  join  to  sing 
God,  our  Saviour,  and  our  King. 

2  O'er  all  nations  God  alone, 
Higher  than  the  heavens  his  throne; 
Who -is  like  to  God  most  high. 
Infinite  in  majesty  ? 


THE    LORD   JESUS    CHrvIST.  59 

3  Yet  to  view  the  heavens  he  bends, 
Yea,  to  earth  he  condescends : 
Passing  by  the  rich  and  great, 
For  the  low  and  desolate. 

4  He  the  broken  spirit  cheers. 
Turns  to  joy  the  mourner's  tears ; 
Such  the  wonders  of  his  ways ! 
Praise  his  name,  for  ever  praise. 

90  c.  p.  M. 

1  Oh,  could  I  epeak  the  matchless  worth. 
Oh,  could  I  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  my  Saviour  shine  ! 
I'd  soar  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings. 

In  notes  almost  divine. 

2  I  'd  sing  the  precious  blood  he  spilt, 
My  ransom  from  the  dreadful  guilt 

Of  sin  and  wrath  divine : 
I'd  sing  his  glorious  righteousness. 
In  which  all-perfect,  heavenly  dress 

My  soul  shall  ever  shine. 

3  I'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears. 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
I  would  to  everlasting  days 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

4  Well,  the  delightful  day  w^ill  come, 
When  my  dear  Lord  will  bring  me  home. 

And  I  shall  see  his  face : 
Then,  with  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  I'll  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

7s& 
To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour ! 

My  heart  exulting  sings, 
Kejoicing  in  thy  favor, 

Ahnighty  King  of  kings ! 
I'll  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  tell  the  joyful  story 

Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

Soon  as  the  morn,  with  roses, 

Bedecks  the  dewy  east, 
And  when  the  sun  reposes 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast ; 
My  voice,  in  supplication, 

Well-pleased  thou  shalt  hear : 
Oh,  grant  me  thy  salvation, 

And  to  my  soul  draw  near. 

By  thee,  through  life  supported, 

I  pass  the  dangerous  road. 
With  heavenly  hosts  escorted, 

Up  to  their  bright  abode ; 
There,  cast  my  crown  before  thee, 

Now,  all  my  conflicts  o'er, 
And  day  and  night  adore  thee : 

What  can  an  angel  more  ? 


6s  &  5s. 


Saviour,  blessed  Saviour, 

Listen  whilst  we  sing, 
Hearts  and  voices  raising 

Praises  to  our  King. 
All  we  have  we  ofl^er. 

All  we  hope  to  be, 
Body,  soul,  and  spirit, 

All  we  yield  to  thee. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  61 

2  Nearer,  ever  nearer, 

Christ,  we  draw  to  thee, 
Deep  in  adoration 

Bending  low  the  knee : 
Thou  for  our  redemption 

Cam'st  on  earth  to  die ; 
Thou,  that  we  might  follow, 

Hast  gone  up  on  high. 

3  Great  and  ever  greater 

Are  thy  mercies  here, 
True  and  everlasting 

Are  the  glories  there, 
AYhere  no  pain,  or  sorrow, 

Toil,  or  care,  is  known. 
Where  the  angel-legions 

Circle  round  thy  throne. 

93  6s  &  5s. 

1  Brighter  still  and  brighter 

Glows  the  western  sun. 
Shedding  all  its  gladness 

O'er  our  work  that's  done. 
Time  will  soon  be  over, 

Toil  and  sorrow  past. 
May  we,  blessed  Saviour, 

Find  a  rest  at  last. 

2  Onward,  ever  onward. 

Journeying  o'er  the  road 
Worn  by  saints  before  us. 

Journeying  on  to  God ; 
Leaving  all  behind  us. 

May  we  hasten  on, 
Backward  never  looking 

Till  the  prize  is  won. 


62  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

3  Higher  then  and  higher 

Bear  the  ransomed  soul, 
Earthly  toils  forgotten, 

Saviour,  to  its  goal ; 
AVhere  in  joys  unthought  of 

Saints  with  angels  sing, 
Never  weary  raising 

Praises  to  their  King. 

94,  8s  &  7s. 

1  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace ; 
Streams  of  mercy,  never  ceasing. 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

2  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet. 

Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount !  I'm  fixed  upon  it, 
Mount  of  God's  unchanging  love ! 

3  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 

4  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 

5  Oh,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be  ! 
Let  that  grace  now,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee. 

6  Prone  to  wander.  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love ; 
Here's  my  heart ;  oh,  take  and  seal  it, 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above ! 


THE    LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  63 

95  c.  M. 

1  While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by 

All  seated  ou  the  ground ;  [night, 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down/ 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he, — for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind, — 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring. 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town  this  day, 

Is  born  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ,  the  Lord, 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign ; 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph — and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song : 

6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high. 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace ; 
Good-will  henceforth  from  heaven  to  men 
Begin,  and  never  cease !" 

96  c.  M. 

1  BRiGirT  was  the  guiding  star,  that  led, 

With  mild,  benignant  ray. 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  shed, 

Where  the  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But,  lo !  a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode ; 


64  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

It  sliines  tlirougli  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  God. 

3  Oh,  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads, 

The  gracious  call  obey ; 
Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  Oh,  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 

While  light  and  grace  are  given  ; 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth, 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

97  c.  M. 

1  O  THOU,  who  by  a  star  didst  guide 

The  wise  men  on  their  way. 
Until  it  came  and  stood  beside 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay  ; 

2  Although  by  stars  thou  dost  not  lead 

Thy  servants  now  below. 
Thy  Holy  Spirit,  when  they  need. 
Will  show  them  how  to  go. 

3  As  yet  we  know  thee  but  in  part : 

But  still  we  trust  thy  word. 
That  blessed  are  the  pure  in  heart, 
For  they  shall  see  the  Lord. 

4  O  Saviour,  give  us  then  thy  grace, 

To  make  us  pure  in  heart. 
That  we  may  see  thee  face  to  face 
Hereafter,  as  thou  art. 

98  C.  M. 

1  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come ! 
Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  65 

2  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Saviour  reigns ; 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains 
Kepeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness. 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 

99  c.  M. 

1  Hark  the  glad  sound !  the  Saviour  comes, 

The  Saviour  promised  long  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
AVisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  release. 

In  Satan's  bondage  held. 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice. 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And,  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure  ; 
And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor, 

5 


66  THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace ! 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

100  C.  M. 

1  Plunc4ED  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Witliout  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope. 
Or  spark  of  glimmering  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
He  saw,  and — oh,  amazing  love ! — 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above. 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  Oh  !  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 

Their  lasting  silence  break  ; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tono;ues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels!  assist  our  mighty  joys  ; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But,  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told. 

101  CM. 

1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night. 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains. 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  alcove, 

Slied  sacred  glories  tlicre, 


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And  angels,  with  tlieir  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  "  Glory  to  God  !"  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring, — 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-will  to  men. 
From  heaven's  eternal  King !" 

102  c.  M. 

1  The  people  that  in  darkness  sat 

A  glorious  Light  have  seen  ; 
The  Light  has  shined  on  them  who  louo; 
In  shades  of  death  have  been. 

2  To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  given  ; 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey. 
Him  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

3  His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  peace, 

For  evermore  adored. 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counselor, 
The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

4  His  power  increasing  still  shall  spread, 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know ; 
Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above. 
And  peace  abound  below. 


68  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

103  L.  M. 

1  AViiEX,  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

The  glittering  hosts  bestud  the  sky  ; 
One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train. 
Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  I  hark ! — to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks, — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode. 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 

The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze. 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose, — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall. 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

C  Now  safely  moored — my  perils  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star— the  Star  of  Bethlehem ! 

104  L.  M. 

1  When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still, 

And  silence  slept  on  Zion's  hill,  [night, 

When  Bethlehem's  shepherds  through  the 
Watched  o'er  their  flocks  by  starry  light — 

2  Hark  !  from  the  midnight  hills  around, 
A  voice  of  more  than  mortal  sound, 


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In  distant  hallelujahs  stole, 

Wild  murmuring  o'er  the  raptured  soul. 

3  On  wings  of  light,  on  wings  of  flame, 
The  glorious  hosts  of  Zion  came ; 

High  heaven  with  songs  of  triumph  rung, 
While  thus  they  struck  their  harps  and  sung  : 

4  "  O  Zion,  lift  thy  raptured  eye ; 
The  long-expected  hour  is  nigh ; 
The  joys  of  nature  rise  again ; 

The  Prince  of  Salem  comes  to  reign. 

5  "  See,  Mercy,  from  her  golden  urn. 
Pours  a  rich  stream  to  them  that  mourn ; 
Behold,  she  binds,  with  tender  care, 
The  bleeding  bosom  of  despair. 

6  "He  comes  to  cheer  the  trembling  heart; 
Bids  Satan  and  his  host  depart ; 

Again  the  day-star  gilds  the  gloom. 
Again  the  bowers  of  Eden  bloom." 

105  L.  M. 

1  O  Christ,  our  true  and  only  light! 
Illumine  those  who  sit  in  night ; 
Let  those  afar  now  hear  thy  voice, 
And  in  thy  fold  with  us  rejoice. 

2  And  all  who  else  have  strayed  from  thee, 
Oh,  gently  seek  !  thy  healing  be 

To  every  wounded  conscience  given, 
And  let  them  also  share  thy  heaven. 

3  Oh  make  the  deaf  to  hear  thy  word. 
And  teach  the  dumb  to  speak,  dear  Lord, 
Who  dare  not  yet  the  faith  avow, 
Though  secretly  they  hold  it  now. 

4  Shine  on  the  darkened  and  the  cold. 
Recall  the  wanderers  from  thy  fold ; 


70  THE    LORD  JESUS    CHRIST. 

Unite  those  now  who  walk  apart, 
Confirm  the  weak  and  doubting  heart. 

5  So  they,  with  us,  may  evermore 

Such  grace  with  wondering  thanks  adore, 
And  endless  praise  to  thee  be  given. 
By  all  thy  Church  in  earth  and  heaven. 

106  L.  M. 

1  All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord ! 
Clothed  in  a  garb  of  flesh  and  blood, 
Choosing  a  manger  for  thy  throne, 
While  worlds  on  worlds  are  thine  alone. 

2  A  little  child,  thou  art  our  guest. 
That  weary  ones  in  thee  may  rest ; 
Forlorn  and  lowly  is  thy  birth, 

That  we  may  rise  to  heaven  from  earth. 
8  Thou  comest  in  the  darksome  night 
To  make  us  children  of  the  light, — 
To  make  us,  in  the  realms  divine. 
Like  thine  own  angels  round  thee  shine. 

4  All  this  for  us  thy  love  hath  done. 
By  this  to  thee  our  love  is  won  ; 
For  this  we  tune  our  cheerful  lays, 
And  shout  our  thanks  in  ceaseless  j^r^vise. 

107  L-^i- 

1  What  star  is  this,  with  beams  so  bright, 
A  stranger  mid  the  orbs  of  light? 

It  shines  to  herald  forth  the  King, 
And  Gentiles  to  his  cradle  bring. 

2  Behold  the  long-predicted  sign, 
The  star  of  Jacob's  ancient  line  : 
The  Eastern  Sages  hail  its  rays. 
And  raptured  stand  in  anxious  gaze. 


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3  Without,  the  Star  informs  their  sight : 
Within,  there  shines  faith's  brighter  light, 
Which  gently  summons  them  to  rise, 
And  trust  the  guidance  of  the  skies. 

4  When  God  commands,  the  wise  obey : 
Love  sees  no  danger  in  the  way : 

House,  neighbors,  friends,  their  steps  recall ; 
The  voice  of  God  outweighs  them  all. 

5  Oh,  while  the  star  of  heavenly  grace 
Invites  us,  Lord,  to  seek  thy  face, 
Let  not  our  hearts  from  sloth  refuse 
The  guidance  of  that  light  to  use. 

108  11«  &  10s. 

1  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 

ing, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 
Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid  ! 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining ; 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall ; 
Angels  adore  him,  in  slumber  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all ! 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine, 

Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation  ; 
Vainly  with  gifts  would  his  favor  secure : 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration  ; 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thine  aid ; 


72  THE   LORD  JESUS   ClIKIST. 

Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adoniiug, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

109  H.  M. 

1  Hark  I  hark ! — the  notes  of  joy 

Roll  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  seraphs  find  employ 

For  their  sablimest  strains  ; 
Some  new  delight  in  heaven  is  known, 
Loud  sound  the  harps  around  the  throne. 

2  Hark  !  hark ! — the  sounds  draw  nigh, 

The  joyful  hosts  descend  ; 
Jesus  forsakes  the  sky, 

To  earth  his  footsteps  bend ; 
He  comes  to  bless  our  fallen  race ; 
He  comes  with  messages  of  grace. 

3  Bear,  bear  the  tidings  round ; 

Let  every  mortal  know 
What  love  in  God  is  found. 

What  pity  he  can  show ; 
Ye  winds  that  blow !  ye  waves  that  roll ! 
Bear  the  glad  news  from  pole  to  pole. 

4  Strike,  strike  the  harps  again. 

To  great  Immanuel's  name  ; 
Arise,  ye  sons  of  men ! 

And  all  his  grace  proclaim  : 
Angels  and  men!  wake  every  string, 
'T  is  God  the  Saviour's  praise  we  sing.  \ 


110  H.  M. 

1  Join  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  ever  mortals  knew. 
That  angels  ever  bore, — 


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All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 

2  But  oh,  what  gentle  terms, 

What  condescending  ways 
Doth  our  Redeemer  use, 

To  teach  his  heavenly  grace  ! 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  see 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  for  me. 

3  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 

Of  our  salvation  came ; — 
The  joyful  news  of  sin  forgiv'n, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heav'n. 

Ill  lis. 

1  Oh  come,  all  ye  faithful. 
Joyful  and  triumphant : 

Oh  come  ye,  oh  come  ye  to  Bethlehem ; 
See  in  a  manger 
The  Monarch  of  Angels : 

CHORUS. 

Oh  come,  let  us  adore  him. 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  him. 
Oh  come,  let  us  adore  him,  Christ  the  Lord. 

2  God  of  God  Eternal, 

Light  from  Light  proceeding. 
Born  of  a  Virgin,  made  Very  Man ; 
Son  of  the  Father, 
Begotten,  not  created ! 

3  Oh  sing  Alleluia, 

Ye  bright  Choirs  of  Angels, 
Oh  fill  ye  the  courts  of  heaven  with  song ; 
Sing  ye  "All  glory 
To  God  in  the  Highest !" 


74  THE    LOUD    JESUS   CHlilST. 

4  Oil  hail,  Lord  Incarnate, 

Son  of  the  Father, 
Born  of  the  Virgin,  the  Word  made  Flesh ; 

Glory  and  honor 

Give  we  thee,  O  Jesus ! 

]^]^2  ^s  &  7s. 

1  Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus ! 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free ; 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 
Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  earth  thou  art ; 
Dear  Desire  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

3  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver ; 

Born  a  Child,  and  yet  a  King ; 
Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 
By  thine  all-sufficient  merit. 
Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

113  8s  &  7s. 

1  Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices. 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies ! 
Lo !  the  angelic  host  rejoices, 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy ; 
Glory  in  the  highest,  glory ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 


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3  Peace  ou  earth,  good-will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found  ; 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven, 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed, 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing; 
Glad  receive,  whom  God  appointed, 
For  your  Proj)het,  Priest,  and  King. 

5  Hasten,  mortals,  to  adore  him, 

Learn  his  name  and  taste  his  joy  ; 
Till  in  heaven  you  sing  before  him, 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high ! 

6  Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth, 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory. 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 

114  7s. 

1  Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled ! 
Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  of  the  skies ; 
With  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem  ! 

Hark !  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King. 

2  Christ,  by  highest  heaven  adored  ; 
Christ,  the  everlasting  Lord ; 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come. 
Offspring  of  the  Virgin's  womb: 
Veil'd  in  flesh  the  Godhead  see ; 
Hail  the  incarnate  Deity, 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Pleased  as  Man  with  men  to  dwell  ; 

Jesus,  our  Emmanuel ! 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-Lorn  King. 

Hail !  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  peace ! 
Hail !  the  Sun  of*  Righteousness ! 
Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Kisen  with  healing  in  his  wings, 
Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth. 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 
Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King. 


1  As  with  gladness  men  of  old 
Did  the  guiding  star  behold  ; 
As  with  joy  they  hail'd  its  light, 
Leading  onward,  beaming  bright ; 
So,  most  gracious  Lord,  may  we 
Evermore  be  led  to  thee. 

2  As  with  joyous  steps  they  sped 
To  that  lowly  manger-bed. 
There  to  bend  the  knee  before 
Him  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore ; 
So  may  we  with  willing  feet 

Ever  seek  the  mercy-seat. 

3  As  they  offered  gifts  most  rare 
At  that  manger  rude  and  bare ; 
So  may  we  with  holy  joy. 
Pure  and  free  from  sin's  alloy, 
All  our  costliest  treasures  bring, 
Christ !  to  thee  our  heavenly  King. 


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4  Holy  Jesus !  every  day 
Keep  us  in  the  narrow  way ; 
And,  when  earthly  things  are  past, 
Bring  our  ransomed  souls  at  last 
AVhere  they  need  no  star  to  guide, 
Where  no  clouds  thy  glory  hide. 

5  In  the  heavenly  country  bright, 
Need  they  no  created  light ; 
Thou  its  Light,  its  Joy,  its  Crown, 
Thou  its  Sun  which  goes  not  down; 
There  for  ever  may  we  sing 
Hallelujahs  to  our  King, 

116  S.  M. 

1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing — how  eternal  love 

Its  chief  beloved  chose. 
And  bade  him  raise  our  ruined  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears. 

Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow. 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Twas  mercy  filled  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by, 
When  Christ  was  sent,  with  pardons,  down 
To  rebels  doomed  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners !  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offered  peace. 


78  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

6  Lord !  we  obey  thy  call ; 
We  lay  au  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

117  S.  M. 

1  God  from  on  high  hath  heard, 

Let  sighs  and  sorrows  cease ; 
Lo !  from  the  opening  heaven  descends 
To  man  the  promised  Peace. 

2  Hark !  through  the  silent  night 

Angelic  voices  swell ; 
Their  joyful  songs  proclaim  that  "  God 
Is  born  on  earth  to  dwell." 

3  See  how  the  shepherd-band 

Speed  on  with  eager  feet ; 
Come  to  the  hallowed  cave  with  them 
The  holy  Babe  to  greet. 

4  But  oh,  what  sight  appears 

Within  that  lowly  door ; 
A  manger,  stall,  and  swaddling  clothes, 
A  Child  and  Mother  poor. 

5  Art  thou  the  Christ  ?  the  Son  ? 

The  Father's  Image  bright? 
And  see  we  him  whose  arm  upholds 
Earth  and  the  starry  height  ? 

6  Yea,  faith  can  pierce  the  cloud 

Which  veils  thy  glory  now  ; 
We  hail  thee  God,  before  whose  throne 
The  angels  prostrate  bow. 

7  A  silent  Teacher,  Lord, 

Thou  bidst  us  not  refuse 
To  bear  what  flesh  would  have  us  shun, 
To  shun  what  flesh  would  choose. 


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8  Our  swelling  pride  to  cure 

With  that  pure  love  of  thine, 
Oh,  be  thou  born  Avithin  our  hearts, 
Most  holy  Child  divine. 

118  S.  M. 

1  Within  the  Father's  house 

The  Son  hath  found  his  home  ; 
And  to  his  temple  suddenly 
The  Lord  of  Life  hath  come. 

2  The  doctors  of  the  law 

Gaze  on  the  wondrous  Child, 
And  marvel  at  his  gracious  words 
Of  wisdom  undefiled. 

3  Yet  not  to  them  is  given 

The  mighty  truth  to  know, 
To  lift  the  fleshy  veil  which  hides 
Incarnate  God  below. 

4  The  secret  of  the  Lord 

Escapes  each  human  eye. 
And  faithful  pondering  hearts  await 
The  full  Epiphany. 

5  Lord,  visit  thou  our  souls. 

And  teach  us  by  thy  grace 
Each  dim  revealing  of  thyself 
With  loving  awe  to  trace ; 

6  Till  from  our  darkened  sight 

The  cloud  shall  pass  away, 
And  on  the  cleansed  soul  shall  burst 
The  everlasting  day. 

119  s.  M. 

1  Fierce  raged  the  storm  of  wind, 
The  suro-ino-  waves  ran  hii?h, 


80  thp:  lord  jesus  ciirist. 

Filled  thy  disciples'  hearts  with  fear, 
Though  thou,  their  Lord,  wast  uigh. 

2  But  at  the  stern  rebuke 

Of  thine  Almighty  word, 
The  wand  was  hushed,  the  billows  ceased, 
And  owned  thee  God  and  Lord. 

3  So,  now,  when  dej^ths  of  sin 

Our  souls  with  terror  fill. 
Arise,  and  be  our  helper.  Lord, 
And  speak  thy  "  Peace,  be  still." 

120  s.  M. 

1  All  praise  to  thee,  O  Lord, 

Who  by  thy  mighty  power 

Didst  manifest  thy  glory  forth 

In  Cana's  marriage  hour. 

2  Thou  speak  est :  it  is  done : 

Obedient  to  thy  word, 
The  water  reddening  into  wane 
Proclaims  the  present  Lord. 

3  Blest  were  the  eyes  which  saw 

That  wondrous  mystery, 
The  great  beginning  of  thy  works, 
That  kindled  faith  in  thee. 

4  And  blessed  they  who  know 

Thine  unseen  Presence  true. 
When  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace 
Thou  makest  all  things  new. 

5  For  by  thy  loving  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed  ; 
Thou  art  the  Cup  of  blessing,  Lord, 
And  thou  the  Heavenly  Bread. 

6  Oh,  may  that  grace  be  ours, 

In  thee  for  aye  to  live, 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  81 

Aud  drink  of  those  refreshing  streams 
AYhich  thou  alone  canst  give. 

121  C.  M. 

1  Lord,  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

As  happy  Simeon  came, 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here ; 
Oh,  make  our  joys  the  same ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vast  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  filled. 
When  fondly  in  his  withered  arms 
He  clasped  the  Holy  Child ! 

3  "  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  he  cried, 

"  Behold,  thy  servant  dies ; 
I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord, 
And  close  my  peaceful  eyes." 

4  Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 

Hath  overpowering  charms ; 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  close  embrace. 
If  Christ  be  in  my  arms. 

5  When  flesh  shall  fail,  and  heart-strings  break, 

Sweet  will  the  minutes  roll ; 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek. 
But  glory  in  my  soul. 

122  c.  M. 

1  In  stature  grows  the  Heavenly  Child, 

With  death  before  his  eyes ; 
A  Lamb  unblemished,  meek  and  mild. 
Prepared  for  sacrifice. 

2  Those  mighty  hands  that  rule  the  sky 

No  earthly  toil  refuse  ; 
The  Maker  of  the  stars  on  high 
An  humble  trade  pursues. 


82  THE   LORD   JESUS   CIirvIST. 

3  He  whom  the  hosts  of  jmgcls  praise, 

At  whose  command  they  fly, 
His  earthly  parents  now  obeys. 
And  hiys  his  glory  by. 

4  For  this  thy  lowliness  revealed 

We,  Jesus,  thee  adore. 
And  praise  to  God  the  Father  yield 
And  Spirit  evermore. 

123  c.  M. 

1  What  grace,  O  Lord,  and  beauty  shone 

Around  thy  steps  below  ; 
What  patient  love  was  seen  in  all 
Thy  life  and  death  of  woe ! 

2  For,  ever  on  thy  burdened  heart 

A  weight  of  sorrow  hung ; 
Yet  no  ungentle,  murmuring  word 
Escaped  thy  silent  tongue. 

3  Thy  foes  might  hate,  despise,  revile, 

Thy  friends  unfaithful  prove  ; 
Unwearied  in  forgiveness  still, 
Thy  heart  could  only  love. 

4  Oh,  give  us  hearts  to  love  like  thee ! 

Like  thee,  O  Lord,  to  grieve 

Far  more  for  others'  sin  than  all 

The  wrongs  that  we  receive. 

5  One  with  thyself,  may  every  eye, 

In  us,  thy  brethren,  see 
The  gentleness  and  grace  that  spring 
From  union,  Lord,  with  thee. 

124  C-  M. 

1  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthnmed 
Upon  the  Saviour's  brow  ; 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  83 

His  head  with  radiant  glories  crowned, 
His  lips  with  grace  o'erflow. 

2  No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair, 
That  fill  the  heavenly  train. 

3  He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

And  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  sharaefid  cross, 
And  carried  all  my  grief. 

4  To  him  I  owe  my  life  and  breath, 

And  all  the  joys  I  have ; 
He  makes  me  triumph  over  death. 
And  saves  me  from  the  grave. 

5  To  heaven,  the  place  of  his  abode. 

He  brings  my  weary  feet. 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 
And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

6  Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give. 
Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine. 

125  L-  M. 

1  How"  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine, 
That  in  thy  meekness  used  to  shine, 
That  lit  thy  lonely  pathway,  trod 

In  wondrous  love,  O  Son  of  God ! 

2  Oh,  Avho  like  thee,  so  calm,  so  bright, 
So  pure,  so  made  to  live  in  light  ? 
Oh,  who  like  thee  did  ever  go 

So  patient  through  a  world  of  woe? 

3  Oh,  who  like  thee  so  humbly  bore 
The  scorn,  the  scoff's  of  men,  before? 


84  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

So  meek,  forgiving,  godlike,  high, 
So  glorious  in  humility  ? 

4  And  death,  which  sets  the  prisoner  free, 
Was  pang,  and  scoff,  and  scorn  to  thee ; 
Yet  love  through  all  thy  torture  glowed. 
And  mercy  with  thy  life-blood  flowed. 

5  Oh,  in  thy  light  be  mine  to  go, 
Illuming  all  my  way  of  woe ; 
And  give  me  ever  on  the  road 

To  trace  thy  footsteps,  Son  of  God ! 

126  L.  M. 

1  When  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere. 
The  lowly  Jesus  sojourned  here, 
AVhere'er  he  went,  affliction  fled. 

And  sickness  reared  her  drooping  head. 

2  The  eye  that  rolled  in  irksome  night. 
Beheld  his  face, — for  he  was  light ; 
The  opening  ear,  the  loosened  tongue. 
His  precepts  heard,  his  praises  sung. 

3  With  bounding  steps,  the  halt  and  lame 
To  hail  their  great  Deliverer  came ; 
O'er  the  cold  grave  he  bowed  his  head, 
He  spake  the  word,  and  raised  the  dead. 

4  Demoniac  madness,  dark  and  wild. 
In  his  inspiring  presence  smiled  ; 
The  storm  of  horror  ceased  to  roll. 
And  reason  lightened  through  the  soul. 

127  L.  M. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace. 
When  list'ning  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place! 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  85 

2  From  heaven  lie  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  foll'wers'  way ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers !  to  my  Father's  home. 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones !  and  rest :" 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher !  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

128  ^  lOs. 

1  O  Lord  of  health  and  life,  what  tongue  can 

tell 
How  at  thy  word  were  loosed  the  bands  of  hell ; 
How  thy  pure  touch  removed  the  leprous  stain. 
And  the  polluted  flesh  grew  clean  again  ? 

2  Oh,  wash  our  hearts,  restore  the  contrite  soul. 
Stretch  forth  thy  healing  hand,  and  make  us 

whole : 
Oh,  bend  our  stubborn  knees  to  kneel  to  thee : 
Speak  but  the  word,  and  we  once  more  are 

free. 

3  Yea,  Lord,  w^e  claim  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Thy  love,  w^hich  can  all  guilt,  all  pain  remove ; 
Nigh  to  our  souls  thy  great  salvation  bring. 
Then  sickness  hath  no  pang,  and  death  no  sting. 

4  We  hail  this  pledge  in  all  thy  deeds  of  grace : 
As  once  disease  and  sorrow  fled  thy  face. 

So,  when  that  face  again  unveiled  we  see. 
Sickness  and  tears  and  death  no  more  shall  be. 

5  Then  grant  us  strength  to  pray  ''Thy  kingdom 

come," 
When  we  shall  know  thee  in  thy  Father's  home, 
And  at  thy  great  Epiphany  adore 
The  Co-eternal  Godhead  evermore. 


8Q  THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST. 

129  L-  M. 

1  'Tis  miduight ;  and  ou  Olive's  brow 

The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shoue : 
'Tis  midnight ;  in  the  garden  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  all  removed, 

The  Saviour  wrestles  lone  with  fears ; 
Ev'n  that  disciple  whom  he  loved 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight ;  and  for  others'  guilt 

The  Man  of  Sorrows  weeps  in  blood ; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  ether-plains 

Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know ; 
Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 

130  L.  M. 

1  He  dies!  the  friend  of  sinners  dies! 

Lo !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies — 
A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men ! 
But, — lo !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  I 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again. 

3  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb ; 

Up  to  his  Father's  court  he  flies; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him — welcome  to  the  skies. 

4  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints!  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 


THE    LOliD   JESUS    CHRIST.  87 

Sing,  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster,  death,  in  chains. 

5  Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  glorious  King  ! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save !" 
Then  ask,  "  O  death !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
And  where  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ?'* 

131  •  L  M. 

1  Here  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God, 

I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love ; 
Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 
Jesus,  nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  say. 

With  rage  and  lightning  in  their  eyes, 
Nor  hell  shall  fright  my  heart  away, 
Should  hell  with  all  its  legions  rise. 

3  Should  -worlds  conspire  to  drive  me  thence, 

Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie ; 
Resolved,  for  that's  my  last  defence, 
If  I  must  perish,  there  to  die. 

4  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear ; 

Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade  ? 
Thy  vengeance  will  not  strike  me  here, 
Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 

5  Yes,  I'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 

And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim  ; 
Hosanna  to  my  Saviour  God, 
And  my  best  honors  to  his  name. 

132  L-  M. 

1  Oh,  come  and  mourn  with  me  a  while ; 
Oh,  come  ye  to  the  Saviour's  side ; 
Oh,  come,  together  let  us  mourn ; 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 


8S  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

2  Have  we  no  tears  to  shed  for  him, 

While  soldiers  scoff  and  Jews  deride  ? 
Ah,  look  how  patiently  he  hangs ! 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

3  How  fast  his  hands  and  feet  are  nailed ; 

His  throat  with  parching  thirst  is  dried ; 
His  failing  eyes  are  dimmed  with  blood : 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

4  Seven  times  he  spake,  seven  words  of  love ; 

And  all  three  hours  his  silence  cried 
For  mercy  on  the  souls  of  men : 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

5  Come  let  us  stand  beneath  the  cross ; 

So  may  the  blood  from  out  his  side 
Fall  gently  on  us  drop  by  drop  : 
Jesus,  our  Lord,  is  crucified. 

6  A  broken  heart,  a  fount  of  tears 

Ask,  and  they  will  not  be  denied ; 
Lord  Jesus,  may  we  love  and  weep, 
Since  thou  for  us  art  crucified. 

133  L-  M. 

1  Jesus,  thy  Blood  and  Righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress ; 
'Midst  flaming  worlds,  in  these  arrayed, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  thy  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay  ? 
Fully  absolved  through  these  I  am. 
From  sin  and  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame. 

3  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise 
To  claim  my  mansion  in  the  skies — 
E'en  then,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea : 
Jesus  hath  lived,  hath  died  for  me. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  89 

4  Thus  Abraham,  the  Friend  of  God, 

Thus  all  heaven's  armies  bought  with  blood, 
Saviour  of  Sinners,  thee  proclaim ; 
Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 

5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 
AVhen  ruined  nature  sinks  in  years ; 
No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue, 
The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 

6  Oh,  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice ! 
Bid,  Lord,  thy  mourning  ones  rejoice ; 
Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
Jesus,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

134  s.  M. 

1  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts. 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 
Or  wash  away  the  stain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heavenly  Lamb, 

Takes  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 
And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 

On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 
"While,  like  a  penitent,  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  sin. 

4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear. 
When  hanging  on  th'  accursed  tree, 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb,  with  cheerful  voice, 
And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 


90  THE  LORD   JESUS   CHUIST. 

135  s.  M. 

1  Like  sheep  we  went  astray, 

And  broke  the  fold  of  God ; 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 
But  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 

When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head  ! 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke ! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

4  But  God  shall  raise  his  head 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men. 
And  make  him  see  a  numerous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain. 

136  c.  M. 

1  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood. 

Drawn  from  Immanuel's  veins ; 
And  sinners,  plunged  beneath  that  flood. 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

2  The  dying  thief  rejoiced  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day  ; 

And  tliere  have  I,  as  vile  as  he. 

Washed  all  my  sins  away. 

3  Dear  dying  Lamb  !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  power, 
Till  all  the  ransomed  church  of  God 
Be  saved,  to  sin  no  more. 

4  E'er  since,  by  faith,  1  saw  the  stream 

Tby  flowing  wounds  supply. 


THE   LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  91 

Redeeming  love  lias  been  my  theme, 
And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

5  Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song, 
I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save, 
"When  this  poor  lisping,  stammering  tongue 
Lies  silent  in  the  grave. 

137  c-  M. 

1  Alas  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 

And  did  my  Sov'reign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done. 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree ! 

3  AVell  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
AVhen  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  died 
For  man,  the  creature's  sin. 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 

AVhile  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

138  73. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  the  tempter's  power ! 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see, 

AVatch  with  him  one  bitter  hour ; 


92  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away, 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall, 

View  the  Lord  of  Life  arraigned ; 
Oh,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 

Oh,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained  ; 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb ; 

There — adoring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  Time — 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  : 
"  It  is  finished" — hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb, 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom ; 

Who  hath  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen — he  meets  our  eyes ; 
Saviour !  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

139  73. 

1  Resting  from  his  work  to-day, 
In  the  tomb  the  Saviour  lay  ; 
Still  he  slept :  from  head  to  feet 
Shrouded  in  the  winding  sheet, — 
Lying  in  the  rock  alone, 
Hidden  by  the  sealed  stone. 

2  Late  at  even  there  was  seen 
Watching  long  the  Magdalene ; 
Early,  ere  the  break  of  day, 
Sorrowful  she  took  her  way 
To  the  holy  garden  glade. 
Where  her  buried  Lord  was  laid. 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  93 

3  So  with  thee  till  life  shall  end 
I  would  solemn  vigil  spend  ; 
Let  me  hew  thee,  Lord,  a  shrine 
In  this  rocky  heart  of  mine, 
Whex'c  in  pure  embalmed  cell 
None  but  thee  may  ever  dwell. 

4  Myrrh  and  spices  will  I  bring, 
True  affection's  offering ; 

Close  the  door  from  sight  and  sound 
Of  the  busy  world  around ; 
And  in  patient  watch  remain 
Till  my  Lord  appear  again. 

140  Ss,  7s  &  4s. 

1  Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 
See !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky : 

"  It  is  finished !" 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  "  It  is  finished !" — Oh,  what  pleasure 

Do  these  charming  words  afford ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure. 
Flow  to  us  through  Christ,  the  Lord ; 

"  It  is  finished !" 
Saints !  the  dying  words  record. 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs ! 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme : 
All  in  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name : 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 


94  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

141  8s  &  7s. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Tow'ring  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story- 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me : 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way. 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure. 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified ; 
Peace  is  there,  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

5  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Tow'ring  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

142  7s. 

1  When,  on  Sinai's  top,  I  see 
God  descend  in  majesty. 
To  proclaim  his  holy  law, 
All  my  spirit  sinks  with  awe. 

2  AVhen,  in  ecstacy  sublime. 
Tabor's  glorious  steep  I  climb, 
At  the  too-transporting  liglit, 
Darkness  rushes  o'er  my  sight. 

3  When  on  Calvary  I  rest, 
God,  in  flesh  made  manifest, 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHEIST.  95 

Shines  iu  my  Redeemer's  face, 
Full  of  beauty,  truth,  and  grace. 

4  Here  I  would  for  ever  stay, 
Weep  and  gaze  my  soul  away ; 
Thou  art  heaven  on  earth  to  me, 
Lovely,  mournful  Calvary ! 

lis  7s. 

1  "  It  is  finished  !"  shall  we  raise 
Songs  of  sorrow,  or  of  praise  ? 
Mourn  to  see  the  Saviour  die, 
Or  proclaim  his  victory? 

2  If  of  Calvary  we  tell. 

How  can  songs  of  triumph  swell  ? 
If  of  man  redeemed  from  woe, 
How  shall  notes  of  mourning  flow  ? 

3  Ours  the  guilt  which  pierced  his  side, 
Ours  the  sin  for  which  he  died ; 

But  the  blood  which  flowed  that  day 
Washed  our  sin  and  guilt  away. 

4  Lamb  of  God !  thy  death  hath  given 
Pardon,  peace,  and  hope  of  heaven  : 
"  It  is  finished !"  let  us  raise 

Songs  of  thankfulness  and  praise. 

1^4  7s. 

1  Surely  Christ  thy  griefs  has  borne ; 
Weeping  soul,  no  longer  mourn : 
View  him  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
Pouring  out  his  life  for  thee. 

2  Weary  sinner,  keep  thine  eyes 
On  the  atoning  sacrifice  ; 
There  the  incarnate  Deity 
Numbered  with  transgressors  see. 


96  THE  LORD   JESUS  CHRIST. 

3  Cast  thy  guilty  soul  on  him, 
Find  hiin  mighty  to  redeem  : 
At  his  feet  thy  burden  lay, 
Look  thy  doubts  and  cares  away. 

4  Lord,  thine  arm  must  be  revealed, 
Ere  I  can  by  faith  be  healed ; 
Since  I  scarce  can  look  to  thee, 
Cast  a  gracious  eye  on  me. 

145  8s  &  6s. 

1  Beyond  where  Cedron's  waters  flow. 
Behold  the  suffering  Saviour  go 

To  sad  Gethsemane ; 
His  countenance  is  all  divine, 
Yet  grief  appears  in  every  line. 

2  He  bows  beneath  the  sins  of  men ; 
He  cries  to  God,  and  cries  again, 

In  sad  Gethsemane ; 
He  lifts  his  mournful  eyes  above : 
"  My  Father,  can  this  cup  remove  V 

3  With  gentle  resignation  still 
He  yielded  to  his  Father's  will. 

In  sad  Gethsemane : 
"  Behold  me  here,  thine  only  Son  ; 
And,  Father,  let  thy  will  be  done." 

4  The  Father  heard ;  and  angels,  there, 
Sustained  the  Son  of  God  in  prayer. 

In  sad  Gethsemane : 
He  drank  the  dreadful  cup  of  pain. 
Then  rose  to  life  and  joy  again. 

5  When  storms  of  sorrow  round  us  sweep. 
And  scenes  of  anguish  make  us  weep, 

To  sad  Gethsemane 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  97 

We'll  look,  and  see  the  Saviour  there, 
And  humbly  bow  like  him  in  prayer. 

146  L.  M. 

1  Soft  be  the  gently  breathing  notes, 

That  sing  the  Saviour's  dying  love ; 
Soft  as  the  evening  zephyr  floats ; 
Soft  as  the  tuneful  lyres  above : 

2  Soft  as  the  morning  dews  descend, 

While  the  sweet  lark  exulting  soars  ; 
So  soft,  to  your  Almighty  Friend, 
Be  every  sigh  your  bosom  pours. 

3  Pure  as  the  sun's  enlivening  ray, 

That  scatters  life  and  joy  abroad  ; 
Pure  as  the  lucid  car  of  day, 

That  wide  proclaims  its  Maker,  God ; 

4  Pure  as  the  breath  of  vernal  skies ; 

So  pure  let  our  contrition  be ; 
So  purely  let  our  love  arise 

To  him  who  bled  upon  the  tree. 

147  L.  M. 

1  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 

On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss. 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord !  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See, — from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down : 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 

7 


98  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

4  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small  ; 
Love,  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

148  L.M. 

1  We  sing  the  praise  of  him  who  died, — 

Of  him  who  died  upon  the  cross ; 
The  sinner's  hope  let  men  deride. 
For  this  we  count  the  world  but  loss. 

2  Inscribed  upon  the  cross  we  see. 

In  shining  letters, — "  God  is  Love ;" 
He  bears  our  sins  upon  the  tree, 
He  brings  us  mercy  from  above. 

3  The  cross ! — it  takes  our  guilt  away, 

It  holds  the  fainting  spirit  up ; 

It  cheers  with  hope  the  gloomy  day, 

And  sweetens  every  bitter  cup. 

4  It  makes  the  coward  spirit  brave, 

And  nerves  the  feeble  arm  for  fight ; 
It  takes  its  terror  from  the  grave, 

And  gilds  the  bed  of  death  with  light. 

5  The  balm  of  life,  the  cure  of  woe. 

The  measure  and  the  pledge  of  love ; 
The  sinner's  refuge  here  below, 

The  angels'  theme  in  heaven  above. 

149  7s  &  6s. 
1  O  SACRED  Head,  now  wounded, 

AVith  grief  and  shame  weighed  down, 
Now  scornfully  surrounded 

With  thorns,  thine  only  crown ; 
O  sacred  Head,  what  glory. 

What  bliss,  till  now  was  thine ! 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST,  99 

Yet  though  despised  and  gory, 
I  joy  to  call  thee  mine. 

2  What  thou,  ray  Lord,  hast  suffered 

Was  all  for  sinners'  gain  ; 
Mine,  mine  was  the  transgression. 

But  thine  the  deadly  pain ; 
Lo,  here  I  fall,  my  Saviour ! 

'Tis  I  deserve  thy  place ; 
Look  on  me  with  thy  favor, 

Vouchsafe  to  me  thy  grace. 

3  The  joy  can  ne'er  be  spoken, 

Above  all  joys  beside. 
When  in  thy  body  broken 

I  thus  with  safety  hide : 
My  Lord  of  Life,  desiring 

Thy  glory  now  to  see. 
Beside  thy  cross  expiring, 

I'd  breathe  my  soul  to  thee. 

4  What  language  shall  I  borrow 

To  thank  thee,  dearest  Friend, 
For  this  thy  dying  sorrow, 

Thy  pity  without  end  ? 
Oh,  make  me  thine  for  ever ; 

And  should  I  fainting  be. 
Lord,  let  me  never,  never 

Outlive  my  love  to  thee ! 

5  And  when  I  am  departing. 

Oh,  part  not  thou  from  me ! 
W^hen  mortal  pangs  are  darting. 

Come,  Lord,  and  set  me  free ! 
And  when  my  heart  must  languish 

Amidst  the  final  throe, 
Belease  me  from  mine  anguish, 

By  thine  own  pain  and  woe ! 


100  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

6  Be  near  me  when  I'm  dying : 

Oh,  show  thy  cross  to  me ! 
And  for  my  succor  flying, 

Come,  Lord,  and  set  me  free ! 
These  eyes,  new  faith  receiving, 

From  Jesus  shall  not  move ; 
For  he  who  dies  believing, 

Dies  safely,  through  thy  love. 

150  7s. 

1  Jesus  Christ  is  risen  to-day. 

Alleluia ! 
Our  triumphant  holy  day. 

Alleluia ! 
Who  did  once,  upon  the  Cross, 

Alleluia ! 
Suffer  to  redeem  our  loss. 

Alleluia ! 

2  Hymns  of  praise  then  let  us  sing, 

Alleluia ! 
Unto  Christ,  our  heavenly  King, 

Alleluia ! 
Who  endured  the  Cross  and  Grave, 

Alleluia ! 
Sinners  to  redeem  and  save. 

Alleluia ! 

3  But  the  pain  which  he  endured 

Alleluia ! 
Our  salvation  hath  procured  ; 

Alleluia ! 
Now  above  the  sky  he's  King, 

Alleluia ! 
Where  the  angels  ever  sing. 

Alleluia  I 


THE    LORD    JESCJS    CHRIST.  101 

151  L.M. 

1  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead ; 

Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ; 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 

2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ! 
Ye  everlasting  doors  !  give  way. 

3  "  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 

And  wide  unfold  th'  ethereal  scene ; 
He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right ; 
Receive  the  King  of  glory  in." 

4  "  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ? — who  ?" 

"  The  Lord,  that  all  our  foes  o'ercame, 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew  ; 
And  Jesus  is  the  Conqueror's  name." 

5  Lo !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits. 

And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay : 
"  Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ! 
Ye  everlasting  doors !  give  way." 

6  "  Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?— who  ?" 

"  The  Lord,  of  glorious  power  possessed ; 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too : 
God  over  all,  for  ever  blessed." 

152  L.  M. 

1  O  Saviour,  who  for  man  hast  trod 
The  winepress  of  the  wrath  of  God, 
Ascend,  and  claim  again  on  high, 
Thy  glory  left  for  us  to  die. 

2  A  radiant  cloud  is  now  thy  seat, 

And  earth  lies  stretched  beneath  thy  feet ; 


102  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

Ten  thousand  thousands  round  thee  sing, 
And  share  the  triumph  of  their  King. 

3  The  angel-host  enraptured  waits ; 

"  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates !" 
O  God-and-Man !  the  Father's  Throne 
Is  now  for  evermore  thine  own. 

4  Our  great  High  Priest  and  Shepherd,  thou 
Within  the  veil  art  entered  now, 

To  offer  there  thy  precious  Blood 
Once  poured  on  earth  a  cleansing  flood. 

5  And  thence  the  Church,  thy  chosen  Bride, 
With  countless  gifts  of  grace  supplied. 
Through  all  her  members  draws  from  thee 
Her  hidden  life  of  sanctity. 

6  O  Christ,  our  Lord,  of  thy  dear  care 
Thy  lowly  members  heavenward  bear ; 
Be  ours  with  thee  to  suffer  j^aiu, 
With  thee  for  evermore  to  reign. 

7  All  praise  from  every  heart  and  tongue 
To  thee,  ascended  Lord,  be  sung; 

All  praise  to  God  the  Father  be 
And  Holy  Ghost  eternally. 

153  7s. 

1  Angels,  roll  the  rock  away ! 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey ! 
See,  the  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 

2  Hark !  the  wondering  angels  raise 
Louder  notes  of  joyful  praise; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  with  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Saints  on  earth,  lift  up  your  eyes ; 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  103 

In  long  triumph  through  the  sky, 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 

4  Heaven  unfolds  its  portals  wide ; 

Mighty  Conqueror,  through  them  ride ! 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne ! 
Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 

0  Powers  of  heaven,  seraphic  choirs, 
Sing  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres ; 
Sons  of  men,  in  humbler  strain 
Sing  your  mighty  Saviour's  reign. 

6  Every  note  with  wonder  swell. 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captive  hell ! 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
AVhere  thy  terrors,  vanquished  kiug  ? 

154  7s. 

1  Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise, 
Glorious,  to  his  native  skies ! 
Christ,  a  while  to  mortals  given, 
Enters  now  the  gates  of  heaven. 

2  There  the  glorious  triumph  waits  : 
Lift  your  heads,  eternal  gates ! 
Christ  hath  vanquished  death  and  sin ; 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in. 

3  Still  for  us  he  intercedes. 

His  prevailing  death  he  pleads ; 
Near  himself  prepares  our  place, 
Great  Forerunner  of  our  race, 

4  Master,  will  we  ever  say. 
Taken  from  our  head  to-day. 
See  thy  faithful  servants,  see. 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee ! 

5  Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
High  above  yon  azure  height. 


104  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Grant,  our  hearts  may  thither  rise. 
Following  thee  beyond  the  skies  I 

155  7s. 

1  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say : 
Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and,  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won : 
Lo !  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er  ; 
Lo!  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ; 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell ! 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Christ  hath  opened  Paradise! 

4  Lives  again  our  glorious  King  : 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died,  our  souls  to  save  : 
Where  thy  victory,  O  grave  ? 

5  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led. 
Following  our  exalted  head  ; 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise : 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

156  7a. 

1  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  again, 
Christ  hath  broken  every  chain ; 
Hark  !  angelic  voices  cry. 
Singing  evermore  on  high, 

Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord ! 

2  He  who  gave  for  us  his  life. 
Who  for  us  endured  the  strife, 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHEIST.  105 

Is  our  paschal  Lamb  to-day ! 
We,  too,  sing  for  joy,  and  say, 

Hallelujah  !  Praise  the  Lord ! 

3  He  who  bore  all  pain  and  loss, 
Comfortless,  upon  the  cross. 
Lives  in  glory  now  on  high, 
Pleads  for  us  and  hears  our  cry : 

Hallelujah!  Praise  the  Lord! 

4  Now  he  bids  us  tell  abroad 
How  the  lost  may  be  restored. 
How  the  penitent  forgiven, 
How  we,  too,  may  enter  heaven ! 

Hallelujah !  Praise  the  Lord  I 

157  7s. 

1  MoRNiXG  breaks  upon  ihe  tomb, 
Jesus  scatters  all  its  gk)oni ; 

Day  of  triumph,  through  the  skies 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise ! 

2  Ye,  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade ; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay ! 

3  Christian  !  dry  your  flowing  tears, 
Chase  your  unbelieving  fears  ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save ! 

158  H.  M. 

1  Come,  eveiy  pious  heart, 

That  loves  the  Saviour's  name. 
Your  noblest  pow'rs  exert 

To  celebrate  his  fame  ; 
Tell  all  above,  and  all  below, 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  vou  owe. 


106  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

2  He  left  liis  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside, 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 

And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died ; 
What  he  endured,  oh,  who  can  tell. 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell  ? 

3  From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead, 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 

In  glorious  triumph  led ; 
Up  through  the  sky  the  Conqueror  rode. 
And  reigns  on  high,  the  Saviour  God. 

4  Jesus,  we  ne'er  can  pay 

The  debt  we  owe  thy  love  ; 
Yet  tell  us  hoAV  we  may 

Our  gratitude  approve ; 
Our  hearts,  our  all  to  thee  we  give ; 
The  gift,  though  small,  thou  wilt  receive. 

159  H.  M. 

1  Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose ; 

The  Saviour  left  the  dead ; 
And  o'er  our  hellish  foes 

High  raised  his  conquering  head  ; 
In  wild  dismay,  1   Fall  to  the  ground, 

The  guards  around         I  And  sink  away. 

2  Lo !  the  angelic  bands 

In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 

And  worship  at  his  feet : 
Joyful  they  come,  I  From  realms  of  day, 

And  wing  their  way,      I  To  Jesus'  tomb. 

3  Then  back  to  heaven  they  fly 

And  the  glad  tidings  bear. 


THE   LORD  JESUS    CHRIST.  107 

Hark!  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  fills  the  air ! 
Their  anthems  say,         I  Hath  left  the  dead ; 
"  Jesus,  who  bled,  I  He  rose  to-day." 

4  Ye  mortals  !  catch  the  sound, 

Redeemed  by  him  from  hell ; 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe,  on  which  you  dwell ! 
Transported,  cry,  I  Hath  left  the  dead, 

"  Jesus,  w^ho  bled.  I  No  more  to  die." 

5  All  hail !  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Who  sav'st  us  with  thy  blood  ; 
Wide  be  thy  name  adored. 

Thou  rising,  reigning  God  ! 
With  thee  we  rise,  I  And  empires  gain, 

With  thee  w^e  reign,       I  Beyond  the  skies. 

160  C.  L.  M. 

1  How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn, 

That  gilds  the  sacred  tomb. 
Where  Christ  the  crucified  was  borne. 

And  veiled  in  midnight  gloom  ! 
Oh,  W'Cep  no  more  the  Saviour  slain, 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

2  Ye  mourning  saints,  dry  every  tear 

For  your  departed  Lord, 
"  Behold  the  place,  he  is  not  here !" 

The  tomb  is  all  unbarred  : 
The  gates  of  death  were  closed  in  vain, 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

3  Now  cheerful  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

Your  early  footsteps  bend ; 
The  Saviour  will  himself  be  there, 
Your  Advocate  and  Friend : 


108  THE   LORD    JESUS   CHRIST. 

Once  by  the  law  your  hopes  were  slain, 
But  now  in  Christ  ye  live  agiiin. 

4  How  tranquil  now  the  rising  day ! 

'Tis  Jesus  still  appears, 
A  risen  Lord,  to  chase  away 

Your  unbelieving  fears : 
Oh,  weep  no  more  your  comforts  slain. 
The  Lord  is  risen,  he  lives  again. 

5  And  when  the  shades  of  evening  fall. 

When  life's  last  hour  draws  nigh. 
If  Jesus  shines  upon  the  soul. 

How  blissful  then  to  die ! 
Since  he  hath  risen  that  once  was  slain, 
Ye  die  in  Christ  to  live  again. 

1(51  8s  &  7s. 

1  Hark  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices 

Sound  the  notes  of  praise  above ; 
Jesus  reigns,  and  heaven  rejoices; 

Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love : 
See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne ; 
Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

2  King  of  glory !  reign  for  ever ; 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown  ; 
Nothing,  from  thy  love,  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own  ; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

3  Saviour!  hasten  thine  appearing; 

Bring,  oh,  bring  the  glorious  day 
When  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away ; 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King !" 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  109 

162  c.  M. 

1  I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  ever  prays  for  me  : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head  ; 

He  brings  salvation  near : 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be : 

What  can  withstand  his  will  ? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfill. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word: 

I  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

163  c.  M. 

1  With  joy  we  meditate  tlie  grace 

Of  our  High-Priest  above  ; 

His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness. 

His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touched  with  a  sympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure. 

The  great  Redeemer  stood ; 
While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4  He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 

Poured  out  his  cries  and  tears : 


110  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

And,  in  his  measure,  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 
His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace, 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

164  c.  M. 

1  ^Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 

Our  great  High-Priest  above ; 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care, 
And  sympathetic  love. 

2  Though  raised  to  a  superior  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  shining  train. 
With  matchless  honors  crowned  ; 

3  The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say, 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust. 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns, 
Are  mouldered  down  to  dust. 

5  So,  gracious  Saviour !  on  my  breast. 

May  thy  dear  name  be  worn, 
A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endless  ages  borne. 

165  c.  M. 

1  Arise,  ye  people,  and  adore. 
Exulting  strike  the  chord  ; 
Let  all  the  earth,  from  shore  to  shore. 
Confess  the  Almighty  Lord. 


THE   LORD    JESUS   CHRIST.  Ill 

2  Glad  shouts  aloud,  wide  echoing  round, 

The  ascending  God  proclaim ; 
The  angelic  choir  respond  the  sound, 
And  shake  creation's  frame. 

3  They  sing  of  death  and  hell  o'erthrown 

In  that  triumphant  hour : 
And  God  exalts  his  conquering  Son 
To  his  right  hand  of  power. 

4  Oh,  shout,  ye  people,  and  adore, 

Exulting  strike  the  chord ; 
Let  all  the  earth,  from  shore  to  shore, 
Confess  the  Almighty  Lord. 

166  c-  M. 

1  Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Amid  his  Father's  throne  ; 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 
And  songs  before  unknown. 

2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sw^eet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

3  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain. 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ! 
Salvation,  glory,  joy  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head  ! 

4  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  l)lood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

167  c.  M. 

1  HosANNA  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
That  clothed  himself  in  clay  ; 


112  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

Entered  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  See  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft, 

And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  scars  of  honor  in  his  flesh. 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

3  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 

To  reach  his  blest  abode ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

4  Bright  angels !  strike  your  loudest  strings, 

Your  sweetest  voices  raise ; 
Let  heaven,  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise. 

168  c.  M. 

1  The  head,  that  once  was  crowned  with  thorns, 

Is  crowned  with  glory  now  ; 
A  royal  diadem  adorns 
The  mighty  Victor's  brow. 

2  The  highest  place  that  heaven  affords 

Is  his — is  his  by  right, — 
The  King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 
And  heaven's  eternal  Light. 

3  The  joy  of  all  who  dwell  above. 

The  joy  of  all  below, 
To  whom  he  manifests  his  love. 
And  grants  his  name  to  know. 

4  To  them  the  cross,  with  all  its  shame, 

With  all  its  grace,  is  given ; 

Their  name,  an  everlasting  name. 

Their  joy,  the  joy  of  heaven. 

5  They  suffer  with  their  Lord  below, 

They  reign  with  him  above, 


THE  LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  113 

Their  profit  and  their  joy  to  know 
The  mystery  of  his  love. 

6  The  cross  he  bore,  is  life  and  health, 
Though  shame  and  death  to  him : 
His  people's  hope,  his  people's  wealth, 
Their  everlasting  theme. 

169  c.  M. 

1  Jesus,  our  hope,  our  heart's  desire, 

Redemption's  only  spring, 

Creator  of  the  world  art  thou. 

Its  Saviour  and  its  King. 

2  How  vast  the  mercy  and  the  love, 

Which  laid  our  sins  on  thee, 
And  led  thee  to  a  cruel  death, 
To  set  thy  people  free  I 

3  But  now  the  bonds  of  death  are  burst, 

The  ransom  has  been  paid ; 
And  thou  art  on  thy  Father's  throne, 
In  glorious  robes  arrayed. 

4  Oh,  may  thy  mighty  love  prevail 

Our  sinful  souls  to  spare ! 
Oh,  may  we  stand  around  thy  throne, 
And  see  thy  glory  there ! 

5  Jesus,  our  only  joy  be  thou, 

As  thou  our  prize  wilt  be  ; 
In  thee  be  all  our  glory  now 
And  through  eternity. 

6  All  praise  to  thee  who  dost  ascend 

Triumphantly  to  heaven ; 
Ail  praise  to  God  the  Father's  Name, 
And  Holv  Ghost  be  2:iven. 


114  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

170  8s  &  7s. 

1  Christ,  above  all  glory  seated. 

King  eternal,  strong  to  save. 
To  thee  death,  by  death  defeated, 
Triumph  high  and  glory  gave. 

2  Thou  art  gone  where  now  is  given 

What  no  mortal  might  could  gain. 
On  the  eternal  throne  of  heaven, 
In  thy  Father's  power  to  reign. 

3  There  thy  kingdoms  all  adore  thee, 

Heaven  above  and  earth  below, 
AVhile  the  depths  of  hell  before  thee 
Trembling  and  defeated  bow. 

4  We,  O  L(^rd,  with  hearts  adoring, 

Follow  thee  above  the  sky  ; 
Hear  our  prayers  thy  grace  imploring, 
Lift  our  souls  to  tliee  on  high. 

5  So  when  thou  again  in  glory 

On  the  clouds  of  heaven  shalt  shine, 
We  thy  flock  may  stand  before  thee, 
Owned  for  evermore  as  thine. 

171  8s  &  7s. 

1  Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory. 

There  for  ever  to  abide ; 
All  the  heavenly  host  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

2  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding 
Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

3  Worship,  honor,  power,  and  blessing. 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive : 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  115 

Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 

172  8s- &  7s. 

1  Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus ! 

Hail,  thou  Galilean  King! 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  release  us, 
Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid ; 
By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

3  All  thy  people  are  forgiven. 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood ; 
Opened  is  the  gate  of  heaven. 

Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

173  8s  &  7s. 

1  Mighty  God !  while  angels  bless  thee, 

May  a  mortal  lisp  thy  name  ? 
Lord  of  men,  as  well  as  angels ! 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme : 
Lord  of  every  land  and  nation ! 

Ancient  of  eternal  days  ! 
Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 

Be  thy  just  and  awful  praise. 

2  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature, 

Grand,  beyond  a  seraph's  thought ; 
For  the  wonders  of  creation. 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought ; 
For  thy  providence  that  governs 

Through  thine  empire's  wide  domain, 
Wings  an  angel,  guides  a  sparrow ; 

Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign. 


116  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

3  For  tliy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Bright,  though  veiled  in  darkness  long, 
Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression ; 

Who  can  sing  that  wondrous  song  ? 
Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory  ! 

Shall  thy  praise  unuttered  lie  ? 
Break,  my  tongue !  such  guilty  silence, 

Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die : 

4  From  the  highest  throne  of  glory, 

To  the  cross  of  deepest  woe, 
Came  to  ransom  guilty  captives ! 

Flow,  my  praise  !  for  ever  flow  : 
Reascend,  immortal  Saviour ! 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne ; 
Thence  return  and  reign  for  ever ; 

Be  the  kiucrdom  all  thine  own  ! 


174  8s  &  7s. 

1  Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing, 

Who,  in  God  the  Father's  name. 
With  compassions  never  ceasing, 

Comes  salvation  to  proclaim. 
Hail,  ye  saints,  who  know  his  favor, 

Who  within  his  gates  are  found  ; 
Hail,  ye  saints,  the  exalted  Saviour, 

Let  his  courts  with  praise  resound. 

2  Jesus,  thee  our  Saviour  hailing. 

Thee  our  God  in  praise  we  own  ; 
Highest  honors,  never  failing, 

Rise  eternal  round  thy  throne ; 
Now,  ye  saints,  his  power  confessing. 

In  your  grateful  strains  adore ; 
For  his  mercy,  never  ceasing. 

Flows,  and  flows  for  evermore. 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  117 

175  L.  M. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song. 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  wdiere'er  he  reigns. 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  lose  his  chains. 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

6  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

176  L-  M. 

1  Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high. 
Ten  thousand  angels  filled  the  sky  ; 
Those  heavenly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  'Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there ; 
While  he  pronounced  his  holy  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  powers  of  hell, 


118  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

That  thoiisaiKl  souls  had  captive  made, 
AVere  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 

4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne. 
He  sent  the  promised  Spirit  down 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

177  L.M. 

1  He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives ; 
What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives ! 
And  now,  before  his  Father,  God, 
Pleads  the  full  merits  of  his  blood. 

2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  armed  with  frowns,  appears ; 
But,  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Sweet  mercy  smiles,  and  all  is  peace. 

3  For  us  he  prayed,  for  us  he  taught. 
For  us  his  daily  works  he  wrought. 
By  words,  and  signs,  and  actions,  thus 
Still  seeking  not  himself,  but  us. 

4  For  us  to  wicked  men  betrayed. 
Scourged,  mocked,  in  purple  robe  arrayed, 
He  bore  the  shameful  cross  and  death  ; 
For  us  at  length  gave  up  his  breath. 

5  For  us  he  rose  from  death  again, 
For  us  he  went  on  high  to  reign, 
For  us  he  sent  his  Spirit  here 

To  guide,  to  strengthen,  and  to  cheer. 

178  L-  M. 

1  With  transport.  Lord,  our  souls  proclaim 
The  immortal  honors  of  thy  name ; 
Although  ascended  to  thy  throne, 
Thou  still  art  present  with  thine  own. 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  119 

2  High  on  his  Father's  royal  seat, 
Our  Jesus  shone  divinely  great  ; 

Ere  Adam's  clay  with  life  was  warmed, 
Or  Gabriel's  nobler  spirit  formed. 

3  Through  all  succeeding  ages,  he 

The  same  hath  been,  the  same  shall  be  ; 
Immortal  radiance  gilds  his  head, 
AVhile  stars  and  suns  wax  old,  and  fade. 

4  The  same  his  power  his  flock  to  guard ; 
The  same  his  bounty  to  reward  ; 

The  same  his  faithfulness  and  love, 
To  saints  on  earth  and  saints  above. 

5  Let  nature  change,  and  sink,  and  die ; 
Jesus  shall  raise  his  chosen  high  ; 
And  fix  them  near  his  heavenly  throne, 
In  glory  changeless  as  his  own. 

179  s.  M. 

1  I  WAS  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  did  not  love  the  fold, 
I  did  not  love  my  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  would  not  be  controlled : 
I  was  a  wayward  child, 

I  did  not  love  my  home, 
I  did  not  love  my  Father's  voice, 

I  loved  afar  to  roam. 

2  The  Shepherd  sought  his  sheep. 

The  Father  sought  his  child  : 
He  followed  me  o'er  vale  and  hill, 

O'er  deserts  waste  and  wild : 
He  found  me  nigh  to  death, 

Famished,  and  faint,  and  lone ; 
He  bound  me  with  the  bands  of  love. 

He  saved  the  wandering  one. 


120  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

3  Jesus  my  Shepherd  is  ; 

'Twas  he  that  loved  my  soul, 
'Twas  he  that  washed  me  in  his  blood, 

'Twas  he  that  made  me  whole : 
'Twas  he  that  sought  the  lost. 

That  found  the  wandering  sheep ; 
'Twas  he  that  brought  me  to  the  fold, 

'Tis  he  that  still  doth  keep. 

4  No  more  a  wandering  sheep, 

I  love  to  be  controlled, 
I  love  my  tender  Shepherd's  voice, 

I  love  the  peaceful  fold : 
No  more  a  wayward  child, 

I  seek  no  more  to  roam ; 
I  love  my  heavenly  Father's  voice, 

I  love,  I  love  his  home ! 

180  s-  M. 

1  Jesus,  my  Strength,  my  Hope ! 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care ; 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

And  know  thou  hearest  my  prayer ; 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 

Till  I  can  all  things  do ; 
On  thee, — almighty  to  create, 

Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  rest  upon  thy  word ; 

The  promise  is  for  me  ; 
My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee ; 
But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  121 

3  I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind, 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 
A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss ; 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 

The  consecrated  cross. 

4  I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye. 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly ; 
A  spirit  still  prepared. 

And  armed  with  jealous  care  ; 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

181  L-  M. 

1  Jesus,  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep. 

The  flock  for  which  thou  earnest  from  heaven, 
The  flock  for  which  thy  life  was  given. 

2  Thou  sawest  them  Avandering  far  from  thee. 
Secure,  as  if  from  danger  free ; 

Thy  love  did  all  their  wanderings  trace, 
And  brought  them  to  a  wealthy  place. 

3  Oh,  guard  thy  sheep  from  beasts  of  prey. 
And  guide  them  that  they  never  stray ; 
Cherish  the  young,  sustain  the  old, 

Let  none  be  feeble  in  thy  fold. 

4  Secure  them  from  the  scorching  beam, 
And  lead  them  to  the  living  stream ; 
In  verdant  pastures  let  them  lie, 

And  watch  them  with  a  Shepherd's  eye  I 


122  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

5  Oh,  may  thy  sheep  discern  thy  voice, 
And  in  its  sacred  sound  rejoice ; 
From  strangers  may  they  ever  flee, 
And  know  no  other  guide  but  thee ! 

6  Lord,  bring  thy  sheep  that  wander  yet. 
And  let  the  number  be  complete : 
Then  let  thy  flock  from  earth  remove, 
And  gather  in  the  fold  above. 

182  L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend !  to  tliee. 
Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  flee ; 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin. 
Open  thine  arms,  and  take  me  in. 

2  Pity  and  heal  my  sin-sick  soul, 

Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole ; 
I  cannot  rest  till  thou  art  mine. 
Until  in  me  thine  image  shine. 

3  At  last  I  own  it  cannot  be 

That  I  should  fit  myself  for  thee ; 
Here  then,  to  thee,  I  all  resign : 
Thine  is  the  work,  and  only  thine. 

4  What  shall  I  say,  thy  grace  to  move  ? 
Lord !  I  am  sin,  but  thou  art  love ; 

I  give  up  every  plea  beside ; 

Lord !  I'm  condemned,  but  thou  hast  died. 

183  L.  M. 

1  When  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise. 

And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
Jesus !  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  soul's  desires. 

2  If  my  immortal  Saviour  lives. 

Then  my  immortal  life  is  sure ; 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  123 

His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives ; 
Here  let  me  build,  and  rest  secure. 

3  Here  let  my  faith  unshaken  dwell, 

For  ever  firm  the  promise  stands ; 

Not  all  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell 

Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

4  Here,  O  my  soul !  thy  trust  repose ; 

If  Jesus  is  for  ever  mine, 
Not  death  itself — that  last  of  foes — 
Shall  break  a  union  so  divine. 

18J:  L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  my  All,  to  heaven  is  gone, 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment. 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness, 

I  '11  go ;  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourned  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief,  my  burden  long  has  been. 
Because  I  could  not  cease  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power 

I  sinned  and  stumbled  but  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"  Come  hither,  soul !  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come !  and  thou,  blest  Lamb ! 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee  as  I  am ; 
Nothing  but  sin  I  thee  can  give ; 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found ; 


124  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

I  '11  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  Behold  the  way  to  God ! 

185  L.  M. 

1  O  HOLY  Saviour,  Friend  unseen, 
Since  on  thine  arm  thou  bidst  me  lean, 
Help  me,  throughout  life's  varying  scene,  / 

By  faith  to  cling  to  thee, — to  thee. 

2  Blest  with  this  fellowship  divine. 
Take  what  thou  wilt,  I'll  ne'er  repine ; 
E'en  as  the  branches  to  the  vine. 

My  soul  would  cling  to  thee, — to  thee. 

3  Far  from  my  home,  fatigued,  oppressed, 
Here  have  I  found  a  place  of  rest ; 

An  exile  still,  yet  not  unblest. 

While  I  can  cling  to  thee, — to  thee. 

4  What  though  the  world  deceitful  prove, 
And  earthly  friends  and  hopes  remove? 
With  patient,  uncomplaining  love 

Still  would  I  cling  to  thee, — to  thee. 

5  Oft,  when  I  seem  to  tread  alone 

Some  barren  waste,  with  thorns  o'ergrown. 
Thy  voice  of  love,  in  gentlest  tone. 

Whispers,  *'  Still  cling  to  me, — to  me." 

6  Though  faith  and  hope  may  long  be  tried, 
I  ask  not,  need  not,  aught  beside ; 

How  safe,  how  calm,  how  satisfied. 
The  souls  that  cling  to  thee, — to  thee ! 

186  L-  M. 

1  O  Love  Divine  !  that  stooped  to  share 
Our  sharpest  pang,  our  bitterest  tear. 
On  thee  we  cast  each  earth-born  care, 
We  smile  at  pain  while  thou  art  near. 


THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  125 

2  Though  long  the  weary  way  we  tread, 

And  sorrow  crown  each  liug'ring  year, 
No  path  we  shun,  no  darkness  dread, 

Our  heart  still  whisp'ring,  thou  art  near. 

3  On  thee  we  fling  our  burd'uing  woe, 

O  Love  Divine,  for  ever  dear ; 
Content  to  suffer  while  we  know. 
Living  or  dying,  thou  art  near. 

187  L.  M. 

1  O  THOU,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend, 
Who  loving,  lov'st  them  to  the  end ! 
On  this  alone  my  hopes  depend, 

That  thou  wilt  plead  for  me, — for  me. 

2  When,  weary  in  the  Christian  race. 
Far  off  appears  my  resting-place. 
And  fainting  I  mistrust  thy  grace, 

Then,  Saviour  !  plead  for  me, — for  me. 

3  When  I  have  erred,  and  gone  astray, 
Afar  from  thine  and  wisdom's  way. 
And  see  no  glimmering  guiding  ray. 

Still,  Saviour  !  plead  for  me, — for  me. 

4  When  Satan,  by  my  sins  made  bold, 
Strives  from  thy  cross  to  loose  my  hold, 
Then,  with  thy  pitying  arms,  enfold, 

And  plead,  oh,  plead  for  me, — for  me. 

5  And,  when  my  dying  hour  draws  near, 
Darkened  with  anguish,  guilt,  and  fear, 
Then  to  my  fainting  sight  appear. 

Pleading  in  heaven  for  me, — for  me. 

6  When  the  full  light  of  heavenly  day 
Reveals  my  sins  in  dread  array, 

Say  thou  hast  washed  them  all  away : 
Oh,  say  thou  plead'st  for  me, — for  me. 


126  THE   LOED   JESUS   CHRIST. 

188  L-  M. 

1  O  THOU,  to  whose  all-searcliing  sight 
The  darkness  shiiieth  as  the  light ! 
Search,  prove  my  heart ;  it  pants  for  thee ; 
Oh,  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free. 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross ; 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross ; 
Hallow  each  thought ;  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord !  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 

Be  thou  my  Light,  be  thou  my  Way ; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  harm,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow. 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  weaves  of  woe, 
Jesus  !  thy  timely  aid  impart. 

And  raise  my  head  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour !  where'er  thy  steps  I  see. 
Dauntless,  untired,  I  follow  thee ; 
Oh,  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill. 

189  C.  M. 

1  How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is ! 

Our  sin,  how  deep  it  stains ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  : 
"  Ho !  ye  despairing  sinners  !  come, 
And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  almighty  call. 

And  runs  to  this  relief: 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  127 

I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord ! 
Oh,  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God  !  I  fly ; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  stains  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak  and  helpless  worm. 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall ; 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus  and  my  all. 

190  C.  M. 

1  Jesus  !  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend  ;     . 

As  such  I  look  to  thee ; 
Now,  in  the  fullness  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord  !  remember  me. 

2  Kemember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary, 
Remember  all  thy  dying  groans. 
And  then  remember  me. 

3  Thou  Avondrous  Advocate  with  God ! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne. 
Dear  Lord !  remember  me. 

4  Lord  !  I  am  guilty,  I  am  vile. 

But  thy  salvation's  free  ; 
Then,  in  thine  all-abounding  grace. 
Dear  Lord !  remember  me. 

5  And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

AYhen  creature-helps  all  flee,  . 
Then,  O  my  dear  Redeemer  God ! 
I  pray,  remember  me. 


128  THE   LORD   JESUS  CHRIST. 

191  CM. 

1  O  Jesus,  Saviour  of  the  lost, 

My  Rock  and  Hiding-place, 

By  storms  of  sin  and  sorrow  tost, 

I  seek  thy  sheltering  grace. 

2  Guilty,  forgive  me,  Lord  !  I  cry  ; 

Pursued  by  foes,  I  come ; 
A  sinner,  save  me,  or  I  die — 
An  outcast,  take  me  home. 

3  Once  safe  in  thine  almighty  arms, 

Let  storms  come  on  amain  ; 
There  danger  never,  never  harms  ; 
There  death  itself  is  gain. 

4  And  when  I  stand  before  thy  throne, 

And  all  thy  glories  see. 
Still  be  my  righteousness  alone 
To  hide  myself  in  thee. 

192  ^'  ^• 

1  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea, 
But  that  thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 
And  that  thou  bidst  me  come  to  thee, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

2  Just  as  I  am,  and  waiting  not 
To  rid  my  soul  of  one  dark  blot, 

To  thee,  whose  blood  can  cleanse  each  spot, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

3  Just  as  I  am,  though  tossed  about 
With  many  a  conflict,  many  a  doubt, 
Fightings  and  fears  within,  without, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

4  Just  as  I  am,  poor,  wretched,  blind, 
Bight,  riches,  healing  of  the  mind, 


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Yea,  all  I  need,  iu  thee  to  find, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

5  Just  as  I  am,  thou  wilt  receive, 

Wilt  welcome,  pardon,  cleanse,  relieve : 
Because  thy  promise  I  believe, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

6  Just  as  I  am,  thy  love  unknown 
Hath  broken  every  barrier  down ; 
Now,  to  be  thine,  yea,  thine  alone, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  I  come !  I  come ! 

193  L.  M. 

1  Lord  !  take  my  heart,  and  let  it  be 
For  ever  closed  to  all  but  thee ; 
Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

2  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  sheltered  in  thy  bleeding  side, 
Who  thence  their  life  and  strength  derive, 
And  by  thee  move  and  in  thee  live ! 

3  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death 
Till  thou  thy  quickening  Spirit  breathe? 
Thou  giv'st  the  power  thy  grace  to  move ; 
Oh,  wondrous  grace!  Oh,  boundless  love! 

4  How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King ! 
That  thou  shouldst  us  to  glory  bring  ? 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Decked  with  a  never-fading  crown? 

5  Hence  our  hearts  melt ;  our  eyes  o'erflow  ; 
Our  words  are  lost ;  nor  will  we  know, 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside — 

My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucified ! 


130  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHEIST. 

194  L.  M. 

1  I  LOVE,  I  love  thee,  Lord  most  high ! 

Because  thou  first  hast  loved  me ; 
I  seek  no  other  liberty 

But  that  of  being  bound  to  thee. 

2  May  memory  no  thought  suggest 

But  shall  to  thy  pure  glory  tend, 
My  understanding  find  no  rest 
Except  in  thee,  its  only  end. 

3  All  mine  is  thine ;  say  but  the  word, 

Whate'er  thou  wiliest  shall  be  done ; 
I  know  thy  love,  all-gracious  Lord ! 
I  know  it  seeks  my  good  alone. 

4  Apart  from  thee  all  things  are  naught ; 

Then  grant,  O  my  supremest  Bliss, 
Grant  me  to  love  thee  as  I  ought ; 
Thou  givest  all  in  giving  this. 

195  L-  M. 

1  Jesus  !  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare ; 
Unite  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

2  Thy  love,  how  cheering  is  its  ray ! 

All  pain  before  its  presence  flies ; 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  love  my  soul  inflame. 

And  to  thy  service  sweetly  bind  ; 
Transfuse  it  through  my  inmost  frame, 
And  mould  me  wholly  to  thy  mind. 

4  Thy  love,  in  suflerings,  be  my  peace : 

Thy  love,  in  weakness,  make  me  strong ; 


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And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease. 
Thy  love  shall  be  in  heaven  my  song. 

196  L-  M. 

1  Oh,  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ! 

Oh,  that  I  could  at  last  submit 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down — 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Kest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find ; 

Saviour  of  all !  if  mine  thou  art, 
Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free ; 
I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within. 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God ! 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove. 
The  cross,  all  stained  with  hallowed  blood, 
The  labor  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power, 

My  heart  from  every  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near,  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord  !  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay ; 
Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear ! 
My  God,  my  Saviour !  come  away ! 

197  L.M. 

1  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine, 
Jehovah  Jesus  !  name  divine. 
On  which  to  rest  for  sins  forgiven, 
For  peace  Avith  God,  for  \\oi>o.  of  heaven. 


132  THE   LOKD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

2  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine, 
AVheu  cares  and  fears  and  griefs  are  mine, 
That  with  a  gracious  power  can  heal 
Each  care  and  fear  and  grief  I  feel. 

3  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine, 
When  called  my  spirit  to  resign. 

To  bear  me  through  that  latest  strife, 
And  e'en  in  death  to  be  my  life. 

4  Name  above  every  name !  thy  praise 
Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days ; 
Jehovah  Jesus  !  name  divine, 
Kock  of  salvation,  thou  art  mine. 

198  L.  M. 

1  Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  hath  made ; 

Where  shall  the  sinner  find  a  cure? 
In  vain,  alas  !  is  nature's  aid  ; 

The  work  exceeds  all  nature's  power. 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 

With  fatal  strength  in  every  part ; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  the  veins. 
And  spreads  its  poison  to  the  heart. 

3  And  can  no  sovereign  balm  be  found  ? 

And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh 
To  ease  the  pain  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly  ? 

4  There  is  a  great  Physician  near ; 

Look  up,  O  fainting  soul !  and  live  ; 
See,  in  his  heavenly  smiles  appear 
Such  ease  as  nature  cannot  give. 

5  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood 

Life,  health  and  bliss  abundant  flow ; 
'Tis  only  this  dear  sacred  flood 

Can  ease  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  woe. 


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199  L.  M 

1  Behold  the  sin-atoniog  Lamb, 

With  wonder,  gratitude  and  love ; 
To  take  away  our  guilt  and  shame, 
See  him  descending  from  above. 

2  Our  sins  and  griefs  on  him  were  laid ; 

He  meekly  bore  the  mighty  load ; 
Our  ransom-price  he  fully  paid, 

In  groans  and  tears,  in  sweat  and  blood. 

3  To  save  a  guilty  world  he  dies  ; 

Sinners,  behold  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 
To  him  lift  up  your  longing  eyes. 
And  hope  for  mercy  in  his  name. 

4  Pardon  and  peace  through  him  abound  ; 

He  can  the  richest  blessings  give ; 
Salvation  in  his  name  is  found ; 
He  bids  the  dying  sinner  live. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  look  to  thee  ; 

Where  else  can  helpless  sinners  go  ? 
Thy  boundless  love  shall  set  me  free 
From  all  my  wretchedness  and  woe. 

200  L-  M. 

1  Jesus  !  engrave  it  on  my  heart 
That  thou  the  one  thing  needful  art; 
I  could  from  all  things  parted  be, 
But  never,  never.  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  Needful  is  thy  most  precious  blood 
To  reconcile  my  soul  to  God, 
Needful  is  thy  indulgent  care, 
Needful  thy  all-prevailing  prayer. 

3  Needful  thy  presence,  dearest  Lord, 
True  peace  and  comfort  to  afford, 

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134  THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST. 

Needful  thy  promise,  to  impart 
Fresh  \^life  and  vigor  to  my  heart. 

4  Needful  art  thou,  my  Guide,  my  Stay, 
Through  all  life's  dark  and  weary  way ; 
Nor  less  in  death  thou  'It  needful  be 

To  bring  my  spirit  home  to  thee. 

5  Then  needful  still,  my  God,  my  King, 
Thy  name  eternally  I  '11  sing ! 
Glory  and  praise  be  ever  his. 

The  one  thing  needful  Jesus  is  ! 

201  L.  M. 

1  Jesus,  the  spring  of  joys  divine 

Whence  all  our  hopes  and  comforts  flow, 
Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine 
Can  save  us  from  eternal  woe. 

2  In  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 

The  way  to  happiness  and  God ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewildered  in  a  dubious  road. 

3  No  other  name  will  heaven  approve  ; 

Thou  art  the  true,  the  living  way. 
Ordained  by  everlasting  love, 

To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Safe  lead  us  through  this  world  of  night. 

And  bring  us  to  the  blissful  plains, 
The  regions  of  unclouded  light. 
Where  perfect  joy  for  ever  reigns. 

202  L.  M. 

1  Complete  in  thee !  no  work  of  mine 
May  take,  dear  Lord,  the  place  of  thine ; 
Thy  blood  has  pardon  bought  for  me, 
And  I  am  now  complete  in  thee. 


THE    LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  135 

2  Complete  in  thee!  no  more  shall  sin 
Thy  grace  has  conquered  reign  within ; 
Thy  voice  will  bid  tiie  tempter  flee, 
And  I  shall  stand  complete  in  thee. 

3  Complete  in  thee !  each  want  supplied, 
And  no  good  thing  to  me  denied ; 
Since  thou  my  portion,  Lord,  wilt  be, 
I  ask  no  more,  complete  in  thee. 

4  Dear  Saviour  !  when,  before  thy  bar, 
All  tribes  and  tongues  assembled  are. 
Among  thy  chosen  may  I  be 

At  thy  right  hand,  complete  in  thee. 

203  L.  M. 

1  jEsrs  demands  this  heart  of  mine. 

Demands  my  wish,  my  joy,  my  care ; 
But,  ah  !  how  dead  to  things  divine, 
How  cold,  my  best  affections  are ! 

2  'Tis  sin,  alas !  with  dreadful  power, 

Divides  my  Saviour  from  my  sight; 
Oh,  for  one  happy,  shining  hour 
Of  sacred  freedom,  sweet  delight ! 

3  Oh,  let  thy  love  shine  forth  and  raise 

My  captive  powers  from  sin  and  death, 
And  fill  my  heart  and  life  with  praise, 
And  tune  my  last  expiring  breath. 

204  L.  M. 

1  Oh,  that  I  could  for  ever  dwell 

With  Mary  at  the  Saviour's  feet, 
And  view  the  form  I  love  so  well, 
And  all  his  tender  words  repeat. 

2  The  world  shut  out  from  all  my  soul. 

And  heaven  brought  in  with  all  its  bliss ; 


136  THE    LOIiD    JESUS   CHRIST. 

Oh,  is  there  aught,  from  pole  to  pole. 
One  moment,  to  compare  with  this  ? 

3  This  is  the  hidden  life  I  prize — 

A  life  of  penitential  love ; 
When  most  my  follies  I  despise, 

And  raise  my  highest  thoughts  above 

4  When  all  I  am  I  clearly  see, 

And  freely  own,  with  deepest  shame ; 
When  the  Redeemer's  love  to  me 
Kindles  within  a  deathless  flame. 

5  Thus  would  I  live  till  nature  fail, 

And  all  my  former  sins  forsake ; 
Then  rise  to  God,  within  the  veil, 
And  of  eternal  joys  partake. 


205  L  M. 

1  Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend, 
How  can  my  soul  from  thee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend  ? 

2  Whither,  ah !  whither,  shall  I  go, 

A  wretched  wand'rer  from  my  Lord  ? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford  ? 

3  Thy  name  my  inmost  powers  adore, 

Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care ; 
Depart  from  thee !  'tis  death,  'tis  more, 
'Tis  endless  ruin,  deej^  despair ! 

4  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie. 

Here  safety  dwells  and  peace  divine; 
Still  let  me  live  beneath  tliiue  eye, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 


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206  L.  M. 

1  Ah,  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart, 
That  can  from  Jesus  thus  depart, 
Thus,  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove, 
Forgetful  of  a  Saviour's  love ! 

2  In  vain  I  charge  my  thoughts  to  stay. 
And  chide  each  vanity  away ; 
There's  naught  beneath  a  power  divine 
That  can  this  roving  heart  confine. 

3  Jesus !  to  thee  I  would  return, 

At  thy  dear  feet,  repentant,  mourn ; 
There  let  me  view  thy  pardoning  love, 
And  never  from  thy  sight  remove. 

4  Oh,  let  thy  love,  with  sweet  control. 
Bind  all  the  passions  of  my  soul ; 
Bid  every  vanity  depart, 

And  dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart. 

207  L-  M. 

1  Not  yet,  ye  people  of  his  grace, 
Ye  see  your  Saviour  face  to  face ; 
Not  yet  rejoicing  eyes  ye  bring 
Unto  the  glory  of  your  King. 

2  Ye  follow  in  his  steps  below. 
Along  his  thorny  way  ye  go, 
Ye  stand  his  bitter  cross  beside. 
Ye  cling  to  him,  the  Crucified. 

3  Upon  his  grace  ye  banquet  here ; 
Ye  know  him  true,  ye  feel  him  near ; 
The  balm  of  his  dear  blood  ye  bless ; 
Ye  wear  his  robe  of  righteousness. 

4  But  greater  shall  the  wonder  grow. 
But  mightier  shall  the  joy  o'erflow ; 


138  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Upon  your  Lord  ye  yet  shall  gaze 
Aud  look  your  love  and  sweet  amaze. 

5  Oh,  make  me  meet  for  joy  like  this! 
Oh,  grant  me  grace  to  bear  the  bliss ! 
To  set  my  heart  on  thee  below, 

Nor  other  lord  or  love  to  know. 

6  Then  shall  I  set  mine  eyes  on  thee ; 
The  King  in  all  his  beauty  see ; 
And  gazing  on  for  evermore, 
Glow  with  the  beauty  I  adore. 

208  !>•  M. 

1  Now  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart. 

With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord, 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  Oh,  be  this  service  all  my  joy  ! 

Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ. 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  determined,  choice. 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

4  Oh,  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire. 

Nor  wandering  leave  his  sacred  ways ; 
Great  God !  accept  my  soul's  desire. 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

209  L-  M. 

1  My  gracious  Lord !  I  own  thy  right 
To  every  service  I  can  pay  ; 
And  call  it  my  supreme  delight 
To  hear  thy  dictates  and  obey. 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  139 

2  What  is  my  being  but  for  thee, 

Its  sure  support,  its  noblest  end, 
Thine  ever-smiling  face  to  see, 

And  serve  the  cause  of  such  a  Friend  ? 

3  I  would  not  breathe  for  worldly  joy, 

Or  to  increase  my  worldly  good ; 
Nor  future  days  or  powers  employ 
To  spread  a  sounding  name  abroad. 

4  'Tis  to  my  Saviour  I  would  live, 

To  him  who  for  my  ransom  died ; 
Nor  could  untainted  Eden  give 
Such  bliss  as  blossoms  at  his  side. 

5  His  work  my  hoary  age  shall  bless 

When  youthful  vigor  is  no  more, 
And  my  last  hour  of  life  confess 
His  dying  love,  his  saving  power. 

210  L-  M. 

1  Oh,  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  God  ! 
"Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

2  Oh,  happy  bond  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him  who  merits  all  my  love ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house 
While  to  that  sacred  shrine  I  move. 

3  'Tis  done — the  great  transaction's  done  ; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine ; 
He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on. 
Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  divine. 

4  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ! 

Fixed  on  this*  blissful  centre,  rest ; 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part. 

Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 


140  THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST. 

5  High  heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear ; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

211  LM. 

1  Lord  !  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine. 
Purchased  and  saved  by  blood  divine ; 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be. 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

2  Grant  one  poor  sinner  more  a  place 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace : 
A  wretched  sinner,  lost  to  God, 
But  ransomed  by  Immanuel's  blood. 

3  Thee  my  new  Master  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all ; 
Thine  would  I  live,  thine  would  I  die, 
Be  thine  through  all  eternity. 

212  L.  M. 

1  Forth  in  thy  name,  O  Lord  !  I  go, 

My  daily  labor  to  pursue. 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolved  to  know. 
In  all  I  think  or  speak  or  do. 

2  Give  me  to  bear  thine  easy  yoke, 

And  every  moment  watch  and  pray. 
And  still  to  things  eternal  look, 
And  hasten  to  thy  glorious  day. 

3  Fain  would  I  still  for  thee  employ 

Whate'er  thy  bounteous  grace  hath  given, 
And  run  my  course  with  even  joy. 
And  closely  walk  with  thee  to  heaven. 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  141 

213  L-  M. 

1  And  dost  thou  say,  "Ask  what  thou  wilt"  ? 

Juord !  I  would  seize  the  golden  hour ; 
I  pray  to  be  released  from  guilt, 

And  freed  from  siu  and  Satan's  power. 

2  More  of  thy  presence.  Lord  !  impart ; 

More  of  thine  image  let  me  bear ; 
Erect  thy  throne  within  my  heart, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

3  Give  me  to  read  my  pardon  sealed, 

And  from  thy  joy  to  draw  my  strength, 
To  have  thy  boundless  love  revealed 

In  all  its  height  and  breadth  and  length. 

4  Grant  these  requests ;  I  ask  no  more. 

But  to  thy  care  the  rest  resign  ; 
Sick  or  in  health  or  rich  or  poor, 
All  shall  be  well  if  thou  art  mine. 

214  L-  M. 

1  Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

"  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day ;" 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress. 
Leaning  on  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity. 

That  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me ; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong ; 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  sufl^erings,  if  my  Lord  be  there ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains 
While  his  kind  hand  my  soul  sustains. 

215  L.  M. 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess ; 


142  THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST. 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

216  L.  M. 

1  My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ! 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 

Then  God  the  Judge  shall  own  my  name, 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

217  c.  M. 

1  In  evil  long  I  took  delight, 
Unawed  by  shame  or  fear. 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sight 
And  stopped  my  wild  career. 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  143 

2  I  saw  One  hanging  on  a  tree 

In  agonies  and  blood, 
Who  fixed  his  languid  eyes  on  me 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 

3  Sure  never  till  my  latest  breath 

Can  I  forget  that  look : 
It  seemed  to  charge  me  with  his  death, 
Though  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

4  My  conscience  felt  and  owned  the  guilt, 

And  plunged  me  in  despair; 
I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt. 
And  helped  to  nail  him  there. 

5  Alas !  I  knew  not  what  I  did ! 

But  now  my  tears  are  vain : 
Where  shall  my  trembling  soul  be  hid  ? 
For  I  the  Lord  have  slain ! 

6  A  second  look  he  gave,  which  said, 

"  I  freely  all  forgive ; 
This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid, 
I  die  that  thou  mayst  live." 

7  Thus,  while  his  death  my  sin  displays 

In  all  its  blackest  hue, 
Such  is  the  mystery  of  grace. 
It  seals  my  pardon  too. 

218  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed. 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne  ; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdued. 
His  government  to  own. 

2  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love 

Be  joined  with  godly  fear. 
And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 


144  THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST. 

8  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  of  sin 
Through  my  remaining  days, 
And  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine 
To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 

4  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire ; 
Let  warm  affections  rise  ; 
And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire 
To  mount  above  the  skies ! 

219  c.  M. 

1  Dear  Saviour !  when  my  thoughts  recall 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace, 
Low  at  thy  feet,  ashamed,  I  fall, 
And  hide  this  wretched  face. 

2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 

Ah,  vile,  ungrateful  heart ! 
By  earth's  low  cares  so  oft  betrayed 
From  Jesus  to  depart. 

3  Oh,  while  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  sigh, 
Confirm  the  kind,  forgiving  word. 
With  pity  in  thine  eye ! 

220  c.  M. 

1  Prostrate,  dear  Jesus,  at  thy  feet 

A  guilty  rebel  lies. 
And  upward  to  thy  mercy-seat 
Presumes  to  lift  his  eyes. 

2  If  tears  of  sorrow  would  suffice 

To  pay  the  debt  I  owe, 
Tears  should  from  both  my  weeping  eyes 
In  ceaseless  torrents  flow. 

3  But  no  such  sacrifice  I  plead 

To  expiate  my  guilt ; 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  145 

Ko  tears  l3iit  those  ^vhieh  thou  hast  shed, 
No  blood  but  thou  hast  Si3ilt. 

4  Think  of  tliy  sorrows,  dearest  Lord ! 
And  all  my  sins  forgive ; 
Justice  will  well  approve  the  word 
That  bids  the  sinner  live. 

221  c.  M. 

1  When,  wounded  sore,  the  stricken  soul 

Lies  bleeding  and  unbound. 
One  only  hand,  a  pierced  hand. 
Can  heal  the  sinner's  wound. 

2  When  sorrow  swells  the  laden  breast 

And  tears  of  anguish  flow, 
One  only  heart,  a  broken  heart, 
Can  feel  the  sinner's  woe. 

3  When  penitence  has  wept  in  vain 

Over  some  foul,  dark  spot, 
One  only  stream,  a  stream  of  blood, 
Can  wash  away  the  blot. 

4  'Tis  Jesus'  blood  that  washes  white, 

His  hand  that  brings  relief; 
His  heart  that's  touched  with  all  our  joys, 
And  feeleth  for  our  grief. 

5  Lift  up  thy  bleeding  hand,  O  Lord ! 

Unseal  that  cleansing  tide  ; 
We  have  no  shelter  from  our  sin 
But  in  thy  wounded  side. 

222  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 
That  bows  before  the  Lord, 
That  owns  how  just  and  good  thou  art, 
And  trembles  at  thy  word, 
io 


146  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

2  Oh,  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears 

Which  from  repentance  flow, 
That  sense  of  guilt  which,  trembling,  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow. 

3  Saviour !  to  me  in  pity  give, 

For  sin,  the  deep  distress, 
The  pledge  thou  wilt  at  last  receive, 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace. 

4  Oh,  fill  my  soul  with  ftiith  and  love, 

And  strength  to  do  thy  will ; 
Raise  my  desires  and  hopes  above, 
Thyself  to  me  reveal. 

223  C-  M. 

1  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone, 

And  all  the  world  go  free  ? 
No ;  there 's  a  cross  for  every  one, 
And  there's  a  cross  for  me. 

2  The  consecrated  cross  I'll  bear 

Till  death  shall  set  me  free, 
And  then  go  home  my  crown  to  wear, 
For  there 's  a  crown  for  me. 

3  Upon  the  crystal  pavement,  down 

At  Jesus'  pierced  feet, 
Joyful,  I'll  c^st  my  golden  crown. 
And  his  dear  name  repeat. 

4  And  palms  shall  wave  and  harps  shall  ring 

Beneath  heaven's  arches  high  ; 
The  Lord  that  lives,  the  ransomed  sing. 
That  lives  no  more  to  die. 

5  Oh,  precious  cross !  oh,  glorious  crown  ! 

Oh,  resurrection  day ! 
Ye  angels,  from  the  stars  come  down. 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 


THE   LOED   JESUS   CHRIST.  147 

224  c.  M. 

1  Ye  men  and  angels !  witness  now, 

Before  the  Lord  we  speak ; 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, 
A  vow  we  dare  not  break — 

2  That  long  as  life  itself  shall  last 

Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield ; 
Nor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Nor  ever  quit  the  field. 

3  We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength. 

But  on  his  grace  rely ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 
A  needful  aid  supply. 

4  Oh,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright. 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 
And  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  prayers. 
Turn  thou  our  prayers  to  praise. 

225  c.  M. 

1  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honor  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God !  I  know  his  name. 

His  name  is  all  my  trust : 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame. 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
"What  I've  committed  to  his  hands 
Till  the  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face. 


148  THE   LOrvD   JESUS  CtlUIST. 

And  in  the  new  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 

226  C-M. 

1  Lord  !  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee 

And  plead  to  be  forgiven, 
So  let  thy  life  our  pattern  be, 
And  form  our  souls  for  heaven. 

2  Help  us,  through  good  report  and  ill, 

Our  daily  cross  to  bear ; 
Like  thee,  to  do  our  Father's  will, 
Our  brethren's  griefs  to  share. 

3  Let  grace  our  selfishness  expel. 

Our  earthliness  refine, 
And  kindness  in  our  bosoms  dwell 
As  free  and  true  as  thine. 

4  If  joy  shall  at  thy  bidding  fly, 

And  grief's  dark  day  come  on, 
We,  in  our  turn,  would  meekly  cry, 
"  Father !  thy  will  be  done !" 

227  C-^- 

1  And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have. 

My  dearest  Lord,  for  thee  ? 
It  is  but  right,  since  thou  hast  done 
Much  more  than  this  for  me. 

2  Ten  thousand  worlds,  ten  thousand  lives. 

How  worthless  they  appear, 
Compared  with  thee,  supremely  good, 
Divinely  bright  and  fair ! 

3  Saviour  of  souls,  while  I  from  thee 

A  single  smile  obtain, 
Though  destitute  of  all  things  else, 
I'll  glory  in  my  gain. 


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228  c.  M. 

1  O  Fount  of  good,  to  own  thy  love 

Our  thankful  hearts  incline : 
What  can  we  render,  Lord,  to  thee, 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine? 

2  But  thou  hast  needy  brethren  here, 

Partakers  of  thy  grace. 
Whose  names  thou  wilt  thyself  confess 
Before  the  Father's  fiice. 

3  In  each  sad  accent  of  distress 

Thy  pleading  voice  is  heard  ; 
In  them  thou  mayst  be  clothed  and  fed, 
And  visited  and  cheered. 

4  Help  us  then,  Lord,  thy  yoke  to  wear, 

To  joy  to  do  thy  will ; 
Each  other's  burdens  gladly  bear. 
And  love's  sweet  law  fulfill. 

5  Thy  face  with  reverence  and  with  love 

We  in  thy  poor  would  see. 
And  while  we  minister  to  them 
Would  do  it  as  to  thee. 

6  Do  thou,  O  Lord,  our  alms  accept. 

And  with  thy  blessing  speed ; 
Bless  us  in  giving ;  greatly  bless 
Our  gifts  to  them  that  need; 

7  To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  be  evermore. 

229  C.  M. 

1  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 
In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  aAvay  his  fear. 


150  THE    LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

2  It  makes  the  Avoiinded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 
'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And,  to  the  weary,  rest. 

8  Jesus !  my  Shepherd,  Husband,  Friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest  and  King ! 
My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  ^yay,  my  End ! 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 

4  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

5  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

230  C.M. 

1  Jesus,  my  Saviour !  bind  me  fast 

In  cords  of  heavenly  love ; 
Then  sweetly  draw  me  to  thy  breast, 
Nor  let  me  thence  remove. 

2  Draw  me  from  all  created  good. 

From  self,  the  world  and  sin. 
To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
And  make  me  pure  within. 

3  Oh,  lead  me  to  thy  mercy-seat, 

Attract  me  nearer  still : 
Draw  me,  like  Mary,  to  thy  feet, 
To  sit  and  learn  thy  will. 

4  Oh,  draw  me  by  thy  providence. 

Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word, 
From  all  the  things  of  time  and  sense, 
To  thee,  my  gracious  Lord. 


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231  c.  M. 

1  Jesus!  these  eyes  have  never  seeu 

That  radiant  form  of  thine ; 
The  veil  of  sense  hangs  dark  between 
Thy  blessed  face  and  mine. 

2  I  see  thee  not,  I  hear  thee  not, 

Yet  art  thou  oft  with  me, 
And  earth  hath  ne'er  so  dear  a  spot 
As  where  I  meet  with  thee. 

3  Like  some  bright  dream  that  comes  unsought 

AVheu  slumbers  o'er  me  roll, 
Thine  image  ever  fills  my  thought, 
And  charms  my  ravished  soul. 

4  Yet  though  I  have  not  seen,  and  still 

Must  rest  in  faith  alone, 
I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord !  and  will. 
Unseen,  but  not  unknown. 

5  When  death  these  mortal  eyes  shall  seal. 

And  still  this  throbbing  heart. 
The  rending  veil  shall  thee  reveal 
All  glorious  as  thou  art. 

232  C.  M. 

1  Jesus!  the  very  thought  of  thee 

AVith  sweetness  fills  my  breast ; 
But  sweeter  far  thy  face  to  see. 
And  in  thy  presence  rest. 

2  Nor  voice  can  sing,  nor  heart  can  frame, 

Nor  can  the  memory  find, 
A  sw^eeter  sound  than  thy  blest  name, 
O  Saviour  of  mankind ! 

3  O  Hope  of  every  contrite  heart, 

O  Joy  of  all  the  meek ! 


152  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

To  those  who  flill  how  kind  thou  art, 
How  good  to  those  who  seek ! 

4  But  what  to  those  that  find  ?     Ah  !  this 
Nor  tongue  nor  pen  can  show ; 
The  love  of  Jesus — what  it  is 
None  but  his  loved  ones  know. 

233  c.  M. 

1  The  Saviour !  oh,  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms. 
And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

2  The  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stooped  to  our  vile  abode. 
While  angels  viewed  with  wondering  eyes, 
And  hailed  the  incarnate  God. 

3  Oh,  the  rich  depth  of  love  divine ! 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store ! 
Dear  Saviour !  let  me  call  thee  mine, 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 

My  Lord,  my  Life,  my  Sacrifi 

My  Saviour  and  my  All. 


ce. 


234  c.  M. 

1  Dearest  of  all  the  names  above. 

My  Jesus  and  my  God  ! 
Who  can  resist  thy  heavenly  love. 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  smiles  again  ; 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  l)roath 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 


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3  Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see 

My  thoughts  no  comfort  find  ; 
The  holy,  just  and  sacred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

4  But  if  Iramanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy,  begins  ; 
His  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 
His  grace  removes  my  sins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 

And  Greeks  of  wisdom  boast, 
I  love  the  incarnate  mystery. 
And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

235  c.  M. 

1  Lord  !  it  belongs  not  to  my  care 

Whether  I  die  or  live ; 
To  love  and  serve  thee  is  my  share. 
And  this  thy  grace  must  give. 

2  If  life  be  lono;,  I  will  be  srlad 

That  I  may  long  obey  ; 
If  short,  yet  why  should  I  be  sad 
To  soar  to  endless  day  ? 

3  Christ  leads  me  through  no  darker  rooms 

Than  he  went  through  before ; 
He  that  into  God's  kingdom  comes 
Must  enter  by  this  door. 

4  Come,  Lord,  when  grace  hath  made  me  meet 

Thy  blessed  face  to  see  ; 
For  if  thy  work  on  earth  be  sweet, 
What  will  thy  glory  be  ? 

236  c.  M. 

1  O  Tiiou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows, 
I  lift  my  heart  to  thee ; 


154  THE   LORD    JESUS   CHRIST. 

In  all  ray  sorrows,  conflicts,  woes, 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

2  If  on  my  aching,  burdened  heart 

My  sins  lie  heavily. 
Thy  pardon  grant,  thy  peace  impart : 
In  love  remember  me. 

3  If  trials  sore  obstruct  my  w^ay, 

And  ills  I  cannot  flee. 
Then  let  my  strength  be  as  my  day ; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

4  If  worn  with  pain,  disease  and  grief 

This  feeble  frame  should  be, 
Grant  patience,  rest  and  kind  relief: 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

5  And  oh,  when  in  the  hour  of  death 

I  bow  to  thy  decree, 
Jesus !  receive  my  parting  breath  ; 
Good  Lord,  remember  me. 

237  c.  M. 

1  If  Christ  is  mine,  then  all  is  mine. 

And  more  than  angels  know : 
Both  present  things  and  things  to  come, 
And  grace  and  glory  too. 

2  If  he  is  mine,  I  need  not  fear 

The  rage  of  earth  and  hell ; 
He  will  support  my  feeble  frame, 
And  all  their  power  repel. 

3  If  he  is  mine,  let  friends  forsake, 

And  earthly  comforts  flee  ; 

He,  the  Dispenser  of  all  good. 

Is  more  than  these  to  me. 

4  If  he  is  mine,  I'll  fearless  pass 

Through  death's  tremendous  vale ; 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  155 

He'll  be  my  comfort  and  my  stay 
When  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail. 

5  Let  Jesus  tell  me  he  is  mine ; 
I  nothing  ^vant  beside  ; 
My  soul  shall  at  the  Fountain  live 
When  all  the  streams  are  dried. 

238  c.  M. 

1  Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 

The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  revealed 

His  praises  tuned  my  tongue ; 
And  when  the  evening  shades  prevailed, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

3  In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 
I  called  each  promise  mine. 

4  But  now,  when  evening  shade  prevails. 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals. 
No  light  to  me  returns. 

5  Rise,  Lord !  and  help  me  to  prevail ; 

Oh,  make  my  soul  thy  care ; 
I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail ; 
Let  me  that  mercy  share. 

239  C.  M. 

1  Thou  art  the  Way — to  thee  alone 
From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek 
Must  seek  him,  Lord  !  by  thee. 


156  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth — thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  instruct  the  mind 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life — the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life; 

Grant  us  that  Way  to  know, 
That  Truth  to  keep,  that  Life  to  win, 
AVhose  joys  eternal  flow. 

240  c.  M. 

1  All  ye  who  seek  for  sure  relief 

In  trouble  and  distress, 
Whatever  sorrows  vex  the  mind 
Or  guilt  the  soul  oppress, 

2  Jesus,  Avho  gave  himself  for  you 

Upon  the  cross  to  die, 
Opens  to  you  his  sacred  heart : 
Oh,  to  that  heart  draw  nigh. 

3  Ye  hear  how  kindly  he  invites  ; 

Ye  hear  his  words  so  blest : 
"All  ye  that  labor,  come  to  me, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest." 

4  O  Jesus!  joy  of  saints  on  high, 

Thou  hope  of  sinners  here, 
Attracted  by  those  loving  words, 
To  thee  I  lift  my  prayer. 

5  AYash  thou  my  wounds  in  that  dear  blood 

Which  forth  from  thee  doth  flow ; 
New  grace,  new  hope,  inspire ;  a  new 
And  better  heart  bestow. 


THE  LORD  JESXJS   CHRIST.  157 

241  c.  M. 

1  My  God  !  the  spriog  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ; 
He  is  my  soul's  bright  morning  star. 
And  he  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word  ; 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way 
To  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  every  foe ; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith 
Should  bear  me  conqueror  through. 

242  c.  M. 

1  Tiiou  lovely  Source  of  true  delight 

Whom  I  unseen  adore ! 
Unveil  thy  beauties  to  my  sight 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

2  Thy  glory  o'er  creation  shines, 

But  in  thy  sacred  word 
I  read,  in  fairer,  brighter  lines. 
My  bleeding,  dying  Lord. 

3  'Tis  here,  whene'er  my  comforts  droop, 

And  sin  and  sorrow  rise, 


158  THE    LOED   JESUS   CHEIST. 

Thy  love,  with  cheerful  beams  of  hope. 
My  fliintiiig  heart  supplies. 

4  But  ah,  too  soon  the  pleasing  scene 

Is  clouded  o'er  with  pain  ; 
My  gloomy  fears  rise  dark  between, 
And  I  again  complain. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  light ! 

Oh,  come  with  blissful  ray ; 
Break  radiant  through  the  shades  of  night, 
And  chase  my  fears  away. 

243  c.  M. 

1  O  Lord  !  I  would  delight  in  thee. 

And  on  thy  care  depend ; 
To  thee  in  every  trouble  flee. 
My  best,  my  only  Friend ! 

2  When  all  created  streams  are  dried, 

Thy  fullness  is  the  same ; 
May  I  with  this  be  satisfied, 
And  glory  in  thy  name. 

3  No  good  in  creatures  can  be  found 

But  may  be  found  in  thee ; 
I  must  have  all  things,  and  abound, 
While  God  is  God  to  me. 

4  O  Lord !  I  cast  my  care  on  thee ; 

I  triumph  and  adore ; 
Henceforth  my  great  concern  shall  be 
To  love  and  praise  thee  more. 

244  c.  M. 

1  My  God  !  I  love  thee,  not  because 
I  hope  for  heaven  thereby ; 
Nor  yet  because,  if  I  love  not, 
I  must  for  ever  die. 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHEIST.  159 

2  Thou,  O  ray  Jesus !  tliou  didst  me 
Upon  the  cross  embrace ; 
For  me  didst  bear  the  nails  and  spear, 
And  manifold  disgrace, 

8  And  griefs  and  torments  numberless, 
And  sweat  of  agony, 
Yea,  death  itself;  and  all  for  me, 
Who  was  thine  enemy. 

4  Then  why,  O  blessed  Jesus  Christ! 

Should  I  not  love  thee  well  ? 
Not  for  the  sake  of  winning  heaven, 
Kor  of  escaping  hell ; 

5  Not  with  the  hope  of  gaining  aught ; 

Not  seeking  a  reward  ; 
But  as  thyself  hast  loved  me, 
O  ever-loving  Lord ! 

6  So  would  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord, 

And  in  thy  praise  will  sing ; 
Solely  because  thou  art  my  God, 
And  my  eternal  King. 

245  c.  M. 

1  Lord  Jesus  !  are  we  one  with  thee  ? 

Oh  height,  oh  depth,  of  love  I 
With  thee  we  died  upon  the  tree. 
In  thee  we  live  above. 

2  Such  was  thy  grace  that  for  our  sake 

Thou  didst  from  heaven  come  down ; 
Thou  didst  of  flesh  and  blood  partake, 
In  all  our  sorrows  one. 

3  Our  sins,  our  guilt,  in  love  divine, 

Confessed  and  borne  by  thee, 
The  gall,  the  curse,  the  wrath,  were  thine, 
To  Set  thy  members  free. 


160  THE   LORD    JESUS   CHRIST. 

4  Ascended  now,  in  glory  bright, 

Still  one  with  us  thou  art; 
'Nor  life,  nor  death,  nor  depth,  nor  height, 
Thy  saiuts  and  thee  can  part. 

5  Soon,  soon  shall  come  that  glorious  day 

When,  seated  on  thy  throne, 
Thou  shalt  to  wondering  worlds  display 
That  thou  with  us  art  one. 

246  c.  M. 

1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 

Behold  my  heart,  and  see ; 
And  turn  each  worthless  idol  out 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Do  not  I  love  thee  from  my  soul  ? 

Then  let  me  nothing  love ; 
Dead  be  my  heart  to  every  joy 
Which  thou  dost  not  approve. 

3  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  mine  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Saviour's  voice  to  hear  ? 

4  Hast  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

5  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name, 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  the  immortal  flame  ? 

6  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord ! 

But  oh,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 


THE    LORD    JESUS   CHRIST.  161 

247  c.  M. 

1  Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue — 

It  has  no  charms  for  me ; 
Once  I  admired  its  trifles  too, 
But  grace  hath  set  me  free. 

2  Its  joys  can  now  no  longer  please, 

Nor  e'en  content  afford  ; 
Far  from  my  heart  be  joys  like  these, 
For  I  have  seen  the  Lord. 

3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  concealed. 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away 
When  Jesus  is  revealed. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice — 

I  bid  them  all  depart ; 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice, 
Have  fixed  my  roving  heart. 

5  And  may  I  hope  that  thou  wilt  own 

A  ^vorthless  worm  like  me  ? 
Dear  Lord !  I  would  be  thine  alone. 
And  wholly  live  to  thee. 

248  c.  M. 

1  Compared  with  Christ,  in  all  beside 

No  comeliness  I  see  ; 
The  one  thing  needful,  dearest  Lord ! 
Is  to  be  one  wdth  thee. 

2  The  sense  of  thy  expiring  love 

Into  my  soul  convey  ; 
Thyself  bestow  ;  for  thee  alone. 
My  All-in-all,  I  pray. 

3  Less  than  thyself  will  not  suffice 

My  comfort  to  restore ; 
11 


162  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

More  than  thyself  I  cannot  crave, 
And  thou  canst  give  no  more. 

4  Whate'er  consists  not  with  thy  love, 
Oh,  teach  me  to  resign  ; 
I'm  rich  to  all  the  intents  of  bliss 
If  thou,  O  God,  art  mine. 

249  C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

'T  is  music  to  mine  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  should  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul. 

My  transport  and  my  trust ; 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys. 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  powers  can  wish 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ;  * 

Nor  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  there. 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds. 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

5  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 

With  my  last  laboring  breath ; 
Then  speechless  clasp  thee  in  mine  arras. 
The  antidote  of  death. 

250  c.  M. 

1  O  Jesus  !  thou  the  beauty  art 
Of  angel  worlds  above ; 
Thy  name  is  music  to  the  heart, 
Enchanting  it  with  love. 


THE    LOUD    JESUS    CHRIST.  163 

2  0  Jesus,  Saviour!  hear  the  sighs 

Which  uuto  thee  I  send ; 
To  thee  miue  inmost  spirit  cries, 
My  being's  hope  and  end. 

3  Stay  with  us,  Lord !  and  with  thy  light 

Illume  the  soul's  abyss  ; 
Scatter  the  darkness  of  our  night, 
And  fill  the  world  with  bliss. 

4  O  Jesus,  King  of  earth  and  heaven ! 

Our  life  and  joy  !  to  thee 
Be  honor,  thanks  and  blessing  given 
Through  all  eternity ! 

251  c-  M. 

1  0  Jesus  !  King  most  wonderful, 

Thou  Conqueror  renowned. 
Thou  sweetness  most  ineffable. 
In  whom  all  joys  are  found ! 

2  When  once  thou  visitest  the  heart, 

Then  truth  begins  to  shine ; 
Then  earthly  vanities  depart ; 
Then  kindles  love  divine. 

3  O  Jesus,  Light  of  all  below  ! 

Thou  Fount  of  life  and  fire ! 
Surpassing  all  the  joys  we  know, 
All  that  we  can  desire, 

4  May  every  heart  confess  thy  name, 

And  ever  thee  adore ; 
And  seeking  thee,  itself  inflame 
To  seek  thee  more  and  more. 

5  Thee  may  our  tongues  for  ever  bless ; 

Thee  may  we  love  alone ; 

And  ever  in  our  lives  express 

The  image  of  thine  own. 


1G4  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

252  C.  M. 

1  Jesus,  thou  art  my  righteousness, 

For  all  my  sins  were  thine ; 
Thy  death  hath  bought  of  God  my  peace, 
Thy  life  hath  made  him  mine. 

2  Spotless  and  just  in  thee  I  am  ; 

I  feel  my  sins  forgiven ; 
I  taste  salvation  in  thy  name, 
And  antedate  my  heaven. 

3  For  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 

Close  to  thy  bleeding  side ; 
This  all  my  hope  and  all  my  plea, 
For  me  the  Saviour  died ! 

4  My  dying  Saviour  and  my  God, 

Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean ! 

5  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own; 

Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art ; 
Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone. 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart ! 

6  The  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve. 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die. 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

253  C.  M. 

1  O  Tiiou  whose  sacred  feet  have  trod 

The  thorny  path  of  woe ! 
Forbid  that  I  should  slight  the  rod 
Or  faint  beneath  the  blow. 

2  My  spirit  to  its  chastening  stroke 

I  meekly  would  resign, 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  165 

Nor  murmur  at  the  heaviest  yoke 
That  tells  me  I  am  thine. 

3  Give  me  the  spirit  of  thy  trust 

To  suffer  as  a  son, 
To  say,  though  lying  in  the  dust, 
My  Father's  will  be  done. 

4  I  know  that  trial  works  for  ends 

Too  high  for  sense  to  trace, 
That  oft  in  dark  attire  he  sends 
Some  embassy  of  grace. 

5  May  none  depart  till  I  have  gained 

The  blessing  w^hich  it  bears, 
And  learn,  though  late,  I  entertained 
An  angel  unawares. 

6  So  shall  I  bless  the  hour  that  sent 

The  mercy  of  the  rod. 
And  build  an  altar  by  the  tent 
Where  I  have  met  with  God. 

254  C.M. 

1  When  languor  and  disease  invade 

This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  the  flesh, 

And  long  to  fly  away ; 
Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whisjDers  of  his  love ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward  to  the  place 

AVhere  Jesus  pleads  above ; 

2  Sweet  to  reflect  how  grace  divine 

My  sins  on  Jesus  laid  ; 
Sweet  to  remember  that  his  blood 
My  debt  of  sufierings  paid  ; 
-    Sweet  on  his  righteousness  to  stand, 
AVhich  saves  from  second  death ; 


166  THE  LOED  JESUS   CHRIST. 

Sweet  to  experience,  day  by  day, 
His  Spirit's  quickening  breath  ; 

3  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 

And  know  no  will  but  his. 
If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  stream. 

What  must  the  fountain  be 
Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 

Immediately  from  thee  ? 

255  c.  M. 

1  I  HEARD  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"  Come  unto  me  and  rest ; 
Lay  down,  thou  weary  one,  lay  down 

Thy  head  upon  my  breast." 
I  came  to  Jesus  as  I  was. 

Weary,  and  worn,  and  sad : 
I  found  in  him  a  resting-place. 

And  he  has  made  me  glad. 

2  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"Behold,  I  freely  give 
The  living  water ;  thirsty  one, 

Stoop  down  and  drink,  and  live." 
I  came  to  Jesus,  and  I  drank 

Of  that  life-giving  stream  : 
My  thirst  was  quenched,  my  soul  revived, 

And  now  I  live  in  him. 

3  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say, 

"I  am  this  dark  world's  light; 
Look  unto  me :  thy  morn  shall  rise 

And  all  thy  day  be  bright." 
I  looked  to  Jesus,  and  I  found 

In  him  my  Star,  my  Sun ; 
And  in  that  light  of  life  I'll  walk, 

Till  traveling  days  are  done. 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  167 

256  c.  M. 

1  O  Jesus  Christ  !  if  aught  there  be 

That,  more  than  all  beside, 
In  ever  painful  memory 
Must  in  my  heart  abide, 

2  It  is  that  deep  ingratitude 

Which  I  to  thee  have  shown, 
Who  didst  for  me  in  tears  and  blood 
Upon  the  cross  atone. 

3  Alas !  how  with  my  actions  all 

Has  this  defect  entwined  ! 
How  has  it  poisoned  with  its  gall 
My  spirit,  heart  and  mind ! 

4  Alas !  through  this,  how  many  a  gem 

I've  rudely  cast  away 
That  might  have  formed  my  diadem 
In  everlasting  day ! 

5  Yet  though  the  time  be  past  and  gone, 

Though  little  more  remains. 
Though  naught  is  all  that  can  be  done 
E'en  with  my  utmost  pains, 

6  Still  will  I  strive,  O  Saviour  mine ! 

To  do  what  in  me  lies ; 
For  never  did  thy  glance  divine 
A  contrite  heart  despise. 

257  «•  »i- 

1  Shepherd  divine,  our  wants  relieve 

In  this  our  evil  day ; 
To  all  thy  tempted  followers  give 
The  power  to  trust  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  we  bear. 
Oh,  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 
In  never-ceasing  prayer. 


168  THE    LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

3  Thy  Holy  Spirit's  praying  grace 

Giye  us  iu  faith  to  claim : 
To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  fiice, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  the  Fathers  love  impart, 

Till  thou  thyself  bestow, 
Be  this  the  cry  of  every  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go — 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go  unless 

Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me ; 
With  all  thy  great  salvation  bless, 
And  say,  "  I  died  for  thee." 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain-toj) 

Behold  thine  open  face, 
Till  faith  in  sight  is  swallowed  up, 
And  prayer  in  endless  praise. 

258  c.  M. 

1  O  Jesus,  Jesus,  dearest  Lord ! 

Forgive  me  if  I  say, 
For  very  love,  thy  sacred  name 
A  thousand  times  a  day. 

2  I  love  thee  so  I  know  not  how 

My  transports  to  control ; 
Thy  love  is  like  a  burning  fire 
AVithin  my  very  soul. 

3  Oh,  wonderful,  that  thou  shouldst  let 

So  vile  a  heart  as  mine 
Love  thee  with  such  a  love  as  this, 
And  make  so  free  with  thine ! 

4  O  Light  in  darkness!  Joy  iu  ijrief! 


O  heaven  begun  on  earth 


Jesus,  my  Love,  my  Treasure  !  who 
Can  tell  what  thou  art  worth  ? 


THE   LOED  JESUS   CHRIST.  169 

259  c.  M. 

1  0  THOU  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear ! 

How  dark  this  world  would  be 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee ! 

2  The  friends  who  in  our  sunshine  live 

When  winter  comes  are  flown  ; 
And  he  who  has  but  tears  to  give 
Must  weep  those  tears  alone. 

3  Oh,  who  would  bear  life's  stormy  doom 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come,  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

4  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  thee,  grows  bright 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray, 
As  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 

260  s.  M. 

1  Oh,  that  I  could  repent. 

With  all  my  idols  part. 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
A  humble,  contrite  heart ! 

2  A  heart  Avith  grief  oppressed 

For  having  grieved  my  God : 
A  troubled  heart  that  cannot  rest 
Till  sprinkled  with  Christ's  blood. 

3  Jesus !  on  me  bestow 

The  penitent  desire ; 
With  true  sincerity  of  woe 
My  aching  breast  inspire. 

4  With  softening  pity  look 

And  melt  my  hardness  down ; 


170  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone. 


261  s.  M. 

1  How  heavy  is  the  night 

That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 
Over  our  souls  arise ! 

2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heaven ; 
But  in  his  righteousness  arrayed, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiven. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways ; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
AYith  sanctifying  grace. 

4  The  powers  of  hell  agree 

To  hold  our  souls  in  vain ; 
He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  free. 
And  breaks  the  cursed  chain. 

5  Lord  !  we  adore  thy  ways 

To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  sovereign  power,  thy  healing  grace 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

262  s.  M. 

1  All!  how  shall  fallen  man 

Be  just  before  his  God  ? 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness. 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  If  he  our  ways  should  mark 

With  strict  inquiring  eyes, 
Coul4  we,  for  one  of  thousand  faults, 
A  just  excuse  devise? 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CnEIST.  171 

3  All-seeiug,  powerful  God  ! 

Who  can  with  thee  contend  ? 
Or  who  that  tries  the  unequal  strife 
Shall  prosper  in  the  end  ? 

4  The  mountains,  in  thy  wrath, 

Their  ancient  seats  forsake ; 
The  trembling  earth  deserts  her  place, 
Her  rooted  pillars  shake. 

5  Ah  !  how  shall  guilty  man 

Contend  with  such  a  God  ? 
None — none  can  meet  him,  and  escape, 
But  through  the  Saviour's  blood. 

263  s.  M. 

1  Dear  Saviour !  we  are  thine 

By  everlasting  bands ; 
Our  names,  our  hearts,  we  would  resign, 
Our  souls,  into  thy  hands. 

2  To  thee  we  still  would  cleave 

AVith  ever-growing  zeal ; 
If  millions  tempt  us  Christ  to  leave, 
Oh,  let  them  ne'er  prevail. 

3  Thy  Spirit  shall  unite 

Our  souls  to  thee,  our  head. 
Shall  form  in  us  thine  image  bright, 
That  we  thy  paths  may  tread. 

4  Death  may  our  souls  divide 

From  these  abodes  of  clay. 
But  love  shall  keep  us  near  thy  side 
Through  all  the  gloomy  way. 

5  Since  Christ  and  we  are  one, 

Why  should  we  doubt  and  fear? 
If  he  in  heaven  hath  fixed  his  throne, 
He'll  fix  his  members  there. 


172  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

26^1:  S.  M. 

1  My  spirit  on  thy  care, 

Blest  Saviour,  I  recline; 
Thou  wilt  not  leave  me  to  despair, 
For  thou  art  love  divine. 

2  In  thee  I  place  my  trust. 

On  thee  I  calmly  rest ; 
I  know  thee  good,  I  know  thee  just, 
And  count  thy  choice  the  best. 

3  Whate'er  events  betide. 

Thy  will  they  all  perform  ; 
Safe  in  thy  breast  my  head  I  hide, 
Nor  fear  the  coming  storm. 

4  Let  good  or  ill  befall, 

It  must  be  good  for  me ; 
Secure  of  having  thee  in  all, 
Of  having  all  in  thee. 

265  s-  M. 

1  Jesus  !  I  live  to  thee. 

The  loveliest  and  best ; 
My  life  in  thee,  thy  life  in  me 
In  thy  blest  love  I  rest. 

2  Jesus !  I  die  to  thee 

Whenever  death  shall  come ; 
To  die  in  thee  is  life  to  me 
In  my  eternal  home. 

3  Whether  to  live  or  die, 

I  know  not  which  is  best ; 
To  live  in  thee  is  bliss  to  me, 
To  die  is  endless  rest. 

4  Living  or  dying,  Lord  ! 

I  ask  but  to  be  thine  ; 
My  life  in  thee,  thy  life  in  me, 
Makes  heaven  for  ever  mine. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  173 

266  s.  M. 

1  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is, 

I  shall  be  well  supplied ; 

Since  he  is  mine  and  I  am  his, 

What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows. 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass. 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray. 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way. 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  aff'ords  his  aid 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear ; 
Though  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark 
My  Shepherd's  with  me  there.  [shade, 

5  Amid  surrounding  foes 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days ; 
Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove. 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

267  s.  iVL 

1  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  ? 

And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

2  The  Son  of  God  in  tears 

The  wondering  angels  see ; 


174  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Be  thou  astonished,  O  my  soul ! 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

3  He  wept  that  we  might  weep ; 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear  ; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found ; 
There  is  no  weeping  there. 

268  s.  M. 

1  I  HEAR  the  words  of  love, 

I  gaze  upon  the  blood, 
I  see  the  mighty  sacrifice, 
And  I  have  peace  with  God. 

2  'Tis  everlasting  peace, 

Sure  as  Jehovah's  name ; 
'Tis  stable  as  his  steadfast  throne, 
For  evermore  the  same. 

3  The  clouds  may  go  and  come, 

And  storms  may  sweep  my  sky ; 
This  blood-sealed  friendship  changes  not, 
The  cross  is  ever  nigh. 

4  I  change — he  changes  not ; 

The  Christ  can  never  die ; 
His  love,  not  mine,  the  resting-place, 
His  truth,  not  mine,  the  tie. 

5  I  know  he  liveth  now 

At  God's  right  hand  above ; 
I  know  the  throne  on  which  he  sits ; 
I  know  his  truth  and  love. 

269  S.M. 

1  Thou  very-present  Aid 

In  suffering  and  distress ! 
The  soul  which  still  on  thee  is  stayed 
Is  kept  in  perfect  peace. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  175 

2  The  soul,  by  faith  reclined 

Oil  the  Redeemer's  breast, 
Mid  raging  storms,  exults  to  find 
An  everlasting  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  fear  are  gone 

Whene'er  thy  face  appears ; 
It  stills  the  sighing  orphan's  moan, 
And  dries  the  widow's  tears. 

4  It  hallows  every  cross ; 

It  sweetly  comforts  me ; 
It  makes  me  now  forget  my  loss, 
And  lose  myself  in  thee. 

5  Jesus,  to  whom  I  fly, 

Doth  all  my  wishes  fill  ; 
What  though  created  streams  are  dry  ? 
I  have  the  fountain  still. 

270  s.  M. 

1  To  praise  our  Shepherd's  care. 

His  wisdom,  love  and  might, 
Your  loudest,  loftiest  songs  prepare. 
And  bid  the  world  unite. 

2  Supremely  good  and  great. 

He  tends  his  blood-bought  fold  ; 
He  stoops,  though  throned  in  highest  state. 
The  feeblest  to  uphold. 

3  He  hears  tlieir  softest  plaint ; 

He  sees  them  when  they  roam  ; 
And  if  his  meanest  lamb  should  faint, 
His  bosom  bears  it  home. 

4  Kind  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 

A  weakly  flock  are  we. 
And  snares  and  foes  are  nigh  ;  but  keep 
The  lambs  who  look  to  thee. 


176  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

271  s.  M. 

1  I  BLES>s  tlie  Christ  of  God  ; 

I  rest  on  love  divine  ; 
And  with  unfaltering  lip  and  heart 
I  call  this  Saviour  mine. 

2  His  cross  dispels  each  doubt ; 

I  bury  in  his  tomb 
Each  thought  of  unbelief  and  fear, 
Each  lingering  shade  of  gloom. 

3  I  praise  the  God  of  grace  ; 

I  trust  his  truth  and  might ; 

He  calls  me  his,  I  call  him  mine, 

My  God,  my  joy,  my  light. 

4  'Tis  he  who  saveth  me. 

And  freely  pardon  gives ! 
I  love  because  he  loveth  me, 
I  live  because  he  lives. 

5  My  life  with  him  is  hid. 

My  death  has  passed  away, 
My  clouds  have  melted  into  light. 
My  midnight  into  day. 

272  s.  M. 

1  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine ! 

Thy  happy  servant  see ; 
My  Conqueror !  with  what  joy  divine 
Thy  captive  clings  to  thee ! 

2  I  love  thy  yoke  to  wear, 

To  feel  thy  gracious  bands. 
Sweetly  restrained  by  thy  care 
And  happy  in  thy  hands. 

3  No  bar  would  I  remove ; 

No  bond  would  I  unbind  ; 
Within  the  limits  of  thy  love 
Full  liberty  I  find. 


THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  177 

4  I  would  not  walk  alone, 

But  still  with  thee,  my  God, 
At  every  step  my  blindness  own, 
And  ask  of  thee  the  road. 

5  The  weakness  I  enjoy 

That  casts  me  on  thy  breast : 
The  conflicts  that  thy  strength  employ 
Make  me  divinely  blest. 

6  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine ! 

Still  keep  thy  servant  true  ; 
My  Guardian  and  my  Guide  divine ! 
Bring,  bring  thy  pilgrim  through. 

7  My  Conqueror  and  my  King ! 

Still  keep  me  in  thy  train ; 
And  with  thee  thy  glad  captive  bring 
When  thou  return'st  to  reign. 

273  s.  M. 

1  Blessed  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord  ! 

That  taught  us  this  sweet  way, 
Only  to  love  thee  for  thyself, 
And  for  that  love  obey. 

2  O  thou  our  souls'  chief  Hope  ! 

We  to  thy  mercy  fly ; 
Where'er  we  are  thou  canst  protect, 
AVhate'er  we  need,  supply. 

3  Whether  we  sleep  or  wake. 

To  thee  we  both  resign ; 
By  night  we  see,  as  well  as  day, 
If  thy  light  on  us  shine. 

4  Whether  we  live  or  die. 

Both  we  submit  to  thee; 
Li  death  we  live,  as  well  as  life, 
If  thine  in  death  we  be. 

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178  THE   LOED   JESUS   CHRIST. 

274  s.  M. 

1  In  every  trying  hour 

My  soul  to  Jesus  flies ; 
I  trust  in  his  ahiiighty  power 
When  swelling  billows  rise. 

2  His  comforts  bear  me  up ; 

I  trust  a  faithful  God  ; 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 
Is  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

3  Loud  hallelujahs  sing 

To  our  Redeemer's  name ; 

In  joy  or  sorrow,  life  or  death, 

His  love  is  still  the  same. 

275  s-  M. 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  loins  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch!  'tis  your  Lord's  command; 

And  while  we  speak  he 's  near : 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand. 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  Oh,  happy  servant  he 

In  such  a  posture  found ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

276  s-  M. 

1  We  give  thee  but  thine  own, 
Whate'er  the  gift  may  be  ; 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  179 

All  that  we  have  is  thine  alone, 
A  trust,  O  Lord !  from  thee. 

2  Oh,  hearts  are  bruised  and  dead, 

And  homes  are  bare  and  cold. 
And  lambs  for  whom  the  Saviour  bled 
Are  straying  from  the  fold. 

3  To  comfort  and  to  bless. 

To  find  a  balm  for  woe, 
To  tend  the  lone  and  fatherless, 
Is  angels'  work  below. 

4  The  captive  to  release, 

To  God  the  lost  to  bring. 
To  teach  the  way  of  life  and  peace, 
It  is  a  Christ-like  thing. 

5  And  we  believe  thy  word, 

Though  dim  our  faith  may  be ; 
Whate'er  for  thine  we  do,  0  Lord ! 
We  do  it  unto  thee. 

277  S-  ^^• 

1  Oh,  what,  if  we  are  Christ's, 

Is  earthly  shame  or  loss  ? 
Bright  shall  the  crown  of  glory  be 
When  we  have  borne  the  cross. 

2  Keen  was  the  trial  once, 

Bitter  the  cup  of  woe. 
When  martyred  saints,  baptized  in  blood, 
Christ's  sufferings  shared  below. 

3  Bright  is  their  glory  now, 

Boundless  their  joy  above, 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  in  perfect  love. 

4  Lord  !  may  that  grace  be  ours. 

Like  them,  in  faith,  to  bear 


180  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

All  that  of  sorrow,  grief  or  pain 
May  be  our  portion  here. 

5  Enough  if  thou  at  last 

The  word  of  blessing  give, 
And  let  us  rest  beneath  thy  feet, 
Where  saints  and  angels  live. 


278  c.  p.  M. 

1  Oh,  love  divine !  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
AVhen  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 

All  taken  up  by  thee? 
I  thirst  and  faint  and  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love — 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hell, 

Its  riches  are  unsearchable  ;  ^ 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length  and  breadth  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
Oh,  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh  ;  for  love  I  pine ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord !  be  mine — 

Be  mine  this  better  part. 

4  Oh,  that  I  could  for  ever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice  ; 
My  only  care,  delight  and  bliss. 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice ! 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CUBIST.  181 

279  c.  p.  M. 

1  Lord,  in  this  tliy  mercy's  clay, 
Ere  it  pass  for  aye  away. 

On  our  knees  we  fall  and  pray. 

2  Holy  Jesus,  grant  us  tears, 

Fill  us  with  heart-searching  fears 
Ere  that  awful  doom  appears. 

3  Lord,  on  us  thy  Spirit  pour. 
Kneeling  lowly  at  the  door 
Ere  it  close  for  evermore. 

4  By  thy  night  of  agony. 
By  thy  supplicating  cry, 
By  thy  willingness  to  die, 

5  By  thy  tears  of  bitter  woe 
For  Jerusalem  below. 

Let  us  not  thy  love  forego. 

6  Grant  us  'neath  thy  wings  a  place, 
Lest  we  lose  this  day  of  grace 
Ere  we  shall  behold  thy  face. 

280  c.  p.  M. 

1  Aavaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 
My  soul  in  bonds  of  guilt  I  found, 

And  knew  not  where  to  go ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  sink  to  endless  woe. 

2  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled, 
It  poured  its  curses  on  my  head, 

I  no  relief  could  find ; 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain, 
"The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

And  whelmed  my  tortured  mind. 


182  THE    LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

3  Again  did  Siuai's  tliimders  roll, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  oppressive  load  ; 
Alas !  I  read  and  saw  it  plain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

Or  drink  the  wrath  of  God. 

4  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell 
How  Jesus  conquered  death  and  hell, 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare ; 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain, 
"  The  sinner  must  be  born  again," 

I  sunk  in  deep  despair. 

5  But  while  I  thus  in  anguish  lay 

The  gracious  Saviour  passed  this  way. 

And  felt  his  pity  move ; 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain 
Now  by  his  grace  is  born  again. 

And  sings  redeeming  love. 

281  c.  p.  M. 

1  O  THOU  that  hearest  the  prayer  of  faith. 
Wilt  thou  not  save  a  soul  from  death 

That  casts  itself  on  thee  ? 
I  have  no  refuge  of  my  own. 
But  fly  to  what  my  Lord  has  done 

And  suffered  once  for  me. 

2  Slain  in  the  guilty  sinner's  stead, 
His  spotless  righteousness  I  plead, 

And  his  availing  blood  ; 
Thy  merit,  Lord,  my  robe  shall  be, 
Thy  merit  shall  atone  for  me. 

And  bring  me  near  to  God. 

3  Then  snatch  me  from  eternal  death, 
The  spirit  of  adoption  breathe, 

His  consolation  send : 


THE   LOUD   JESUS    CHRIST.  J  83 

By  him  some  word  of  life  impart, 

And  sweetly  whisper  to  my  heart, 

"  Thy  Maker  is  thy  Friend." 

4  The  king  of  terrors  then  would  be 
A  welcome  messenger  to  me, 

That  bids  me  come  away ; 
Unclogged  by  earth  or  earthly  things, 
I'd  mount  upon  his  sable  wings 

To  everlasting  day. 

282  L-  M. 

1  When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view, 
And  days  are  dark  and  friends  are  few. 
On  him  I  lean  who  not  in  vain 
Experienced  every  human  pain  ; 

He  sees  my  wants,  allays  my  fears. 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

2  If  aught  should  tempt  my  soul  to  stray 
From  heavenly  wisdom's  narrow  way. 
To  fly  the  good  I  would  pursue. 

Or  do  the  sin  I  would  not  do, 

Still,  he  who  felt  temptation's  power 

Shall  guard  me  in  that  dangerous  hour. 

3  If  wounded  love  my  bosom  swell, 
Deceived  by  those  I  prized  too  well. 
He  shall  his  pitying  aid  bestow 
Who  felt  on  earth  severer  woe. 

At  once  betrayed,  denied  or  fled 
By  those  who  shared  his  daily  bread. 

4  When  sorrowing  o'er  some  stone  I  bend. 
Which  covers  what  was  once  a  friend. 
And  from  his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile, 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while. 

Thou,  Saviour !  mark'st  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 


184  THE   LORD   JESUS    CHRIST. 

5  And  oh,  when  I  have  safely  passed 
Through  every  conflict  but  the  last, 
Still,  still  unchanging,  watch  beside 
My  painful  bed,  for  thou  hast  died : 
Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 
And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away ! 

283  L-  M. 

1  Tiiou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  love  divine, 

My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 
Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine ! 

And,  lo !  from  sin  and  grief  and  shame 

I  hide  me,  Jesus !  in  thy  name. 


2  Jesus!  my  all  in  all  thou  art, 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain, 
The  healing  of  my  broken  heart. 

In  strife  my  peace,  in  loss  my  gain, 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown, 
In  shame  my  glory  and  my  crown ; 

3  In  want  my  plentiful  supply. 

In  weakness  my  almighty  power. 
In  bonds  my  perfect  liberty. 

My  light  in  Satan's  darkest  hour ; 
No  trouble  can  my  soul  apjDal : 
Thou  art  my  life,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

284  L.  M. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare. 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply. 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye ; 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend. 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  185 

2  When  on  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread. 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord  !  art  with  me  still ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

285  L-  M. 

1  Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky. 
Lord !  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly  ; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Saviour  !  we  seek  thy  shelter  here ; 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord !  thy  guests  away. 

2  Long  have  w^e  roamed  in  want  and  pain. 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain ; 
'Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost. 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tossed ; 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay ; 

Turn  not,  O  Lord  !  thy  guests  away. 

286  L-  M. 

1  As  oft,  with  worn  and  weary  feet. 
We  tread  earth's  rugged  valley  o'er. 
The  thought — how  comforting  and  sweet ! 
Christ  trod  this  very  path  before ! 
Our  wants  and  weaknesses  he  knows 
From  life's  first  daw^uino-  to  its  close. 


186  THE   LORD    JESUS    CHRIST. 

2  Do  sickness,  feebleness  or  pain 
Or  sorrow  in  our  path  appear, 
The  recollection  will  remain, 
More  deeply  did  he  suffer  here ; 
His  life,  how  truly  sad  and  brief, 
Filled  up  with  suffering  and  with  grief! 

3  If  Satan  tempt  our  hearts  to  stray, 
And  whisper  evil  things  within, 
So  did  he  in  the  desert  way 

Assail  our  Lord  with  thoughts  of  sin, 
When  worn  and  in  a  feeble  hour 
The  tempter  came  with  all  his  power. 

4  Just  such  as  I,  this  earth  he  trod, 
With  every  human  ill  but  sin ; 
And  though  indeed  the  very  God, 
As  I  am  now,  so  he  has  been. 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  look  on  me 
With  pity,  love  and  sympathy. 

287  _  ^  7s. 

1  Jesus,  Jesus !  visit  me ; 

How  my  soul  longs  after  thee ! 
When,  my  best,  my  dearest  Friend ! 
Shall  our  separation  end  ? 

2  Lord !  my  longings  never  cease ; 
Without  thee  I  find  no  peace ; 
'Tis  my  constant  cry  to  thee, 
Jesus,  Jesus !  visit  me. 

3  Mean  the  joys  of  earth  appear, 
All  below  is  dark  and  drear  ! 
Naught  but  thy  beloved  voice 
Can  my  wretched  heart  rejoice. 

4  Thou  alone,  my  gracious  Lord  ! 
Art  my  shield  and  great  reward ; 


THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  187 

All  my  hope,  my  Saviour,  thou, 
To  thy  sovereign  will  I  bow. 

5  Come,  inhabit  then  my  heart ; 
Purge  its  sin  and  heal  its  smart ; 
See,  I  ever  cry  to  thee, 

Jesus,  Jesus !  visit  me. 

6  Patiently  I  wait  thy  day  ; 
For  this  gift  alone  I  pray, 
That  when  death  shall  visit  me, 
Thou  my  Light  and  Life  wilt  be. 

288  7s. 

1  Hark,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
'Tis  thy  Saviour ;  hear  his  word  ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee  : 

"  Say,  poor  sinner  !  lovest  thou  me  ? 

2  ''  I  delivered  thee  when  bound. 

And  when  wounded  healed  thy  wound ; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  toward  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be. 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above. 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath. 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon. 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be ; 
Say,  poor  sinner !  lovest  thou  me  ?" 

6  Lord !  it  is  my  chief  complaint 
That  my  love  is  weak  and  faint ; 


188  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Yet  I  love  thee,  and  adore ; 
Oh,  for  grace  to  love  thee  more ! 

289  7s. 

1  Prince  of  peace,  control  my  will, 
Bid  this  struggling  heart  be  still ; 
Bid  my  fears  and  doubtings  cease, 
Hush  my  spirit  into  peace. 

2  Thou  hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood ; 
Open  wide  the  gate  to  God  ; 

Peace  I  ask,  but  peace  must  be, 
Lord !  in  being  one  with  thee. 

3  May  thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done, 
May  thy  will  and  mine  be  one ; 
Chase  these  doubtings  from  my  heart, 
Now  thy  perfect  j^eace  impart. 

4  Saviour,  at  thy  feet  I  fall. 
Thou,  my  life,  my  God,  my  all ! 
Let  thy  happy  servant  be 

One  for  evermore  with  thee. 

290  7s. 

1  Jesus,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thine,  and  only  thine,  I  am ; 
Take  my  body,  si:)irit,  soul ; 
Only  thou  possess  the  whole. 

2  Thou  my  one  thing  needful  be. 
Let  me  ever  cleave  to  thee, 
Let  me  choose  the  better  part, 
Let  me  give  thee  all  my  heart. 

3  Whom  have  I  on  earth  below  ? 
Thee,  and  only  thee,  I  know ; 
Whom  have  I  in  heaven  but  thee  ? 
Thou  art  all  in  all  to  me. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  189 

291  7«- 

1  Thine  for  ever !  God  of  love ! 
Hear  us  from  thy  throne  above ; 
Thine  for  ever  may  we  be 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

2  Thine  for  ever !  Lord  of  life ! 
Shield  us  through  the  earthly  strife ; 
Thou,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
Guide  us  to  the  realms  of  day. 

3  Thine  for  ever !  Oh,  how  blest 
They  who  find  in  thee  their  rest ! 
Saviour,  Guardian,  heavenly  Friend! 
Oh,  defend  us  to  the  end. 

4  Thine  for  ever !  Saviour !  keep 
These  thy  frail  and  trembling  sheep  ; 
Safe  alone  beneath  thy  care, 

Let  us  all  thy  goodness  share. 

292  7s. 

1  When,  my  Saviour !  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resigned  to  thee, 
Poor  and  vile  in  mine  own  eyes. 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise  ? 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know  ? 
Ignorant  of  all  below. 
Only  guided  by  thy  light, 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might  ? 

3  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness  ; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

293  7s. 

1  King  of  kings,  and  wilt  thou  deign 
O'er  this  wayward  heart  to  reign  ? 


190  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

Henceforth  take  it  for  thy  throne ; 
Kule  here,  Lord !  and  rule  alone. 

2  Then,  like  heaven's  angelic  bands 
Waiting  for  thy  high  commands, 
All  my  powers  shall  wait  on  thee, 
Captive,  yet  divinely  free. 

3  At  thy  word  my  will  shall  bow. 
Judgment,  reason,  bending  low ; 
Hope,  desire  and  every  thought 
Into  glad  obedience  brought. 

4  Zeal  shall  haste  on  eager  wing 
Hourly  some  new  gift  to  bring, 
Wisdom  humbly  casting  down 
At  thy  feet  her  golden  crown. 

5  Tuned  by  thee  in  sweet  accord, 
All  shall  sing  their  gracious  Lord, 
Love,  the  leader  of  the  choir. 
Breathing  round  her  seraph  fire. 

294  73. 

1  Holy  Jesus,  Saviour  blest ! 
When,  by  passion  strong  possessed, 
Through  this  world  of  sin  we  stray. 
Thou  to  guide  us  art  the  Way. 

2  Holy  Jesus!  when  like  night 
Error  dims  our  clouded  sight. 
Through  the  mists  of  sin  to  shine 
Thou  dost  rise,  the  Truth  divine. 

3  Holy  Jesus !  when  our  power 
Fails  us  in  temptation's  hour, 
x\ll  unequal  to  the  strife, 
Thou  to  aid  us  art  the  Life. 

4  Who  would  reach  his  heavenly  home, 
Who  would  to  the  Father  come. 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  191 

And  his  glorious  presence  see, 
Jesus !  he  must  come  by  thee. 

295  73. 

1  Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground, 

Christ,  the  spring  of  all  my  joy ! 
Still  in  thee  let  me  be  found. 
Still  for  thee  my  powers  employ. 

2  Fountain  of  o'erflowing  grace ! 

Freely  from  thy  fullness  give ; 
Till  I  close  my  earthly  race, 

May  I  prove  it :  "  Christ  to  live." 

3  Firmly  trusting  in  thy  blood. 

Nothing  shall  my  heart  confound ; 
Safely  I  shall  pass  the  flood. 

Safely  reach  Immanuel's  ground. 

4  When  I  touch  the  blessed  shore. 

Back  the  closing  waves  shall  roll ; 

Death's  dark  stream  shall  never  more 

Part  from  thee  my  ravished  soul. 

5  Thus,  oh  thus,  an  entrance  give 

To  the  land  of  cloudless  sky ; 

Having  known  it  "  Christ  to  live," 

Let  me  know  it  "gain  to  die." 

296  7s. 

1  T  IS  a  point  I  long  to  know. 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought ; 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his  or  am  I  not? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 


192  THE   LOED   JESUS   CPIRIST. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

4  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will. 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

5  Lord !  decide  the  doubtful  case ; 

Thou  who  art  thy  people's  Sun, 
Shine  upon  thy  work  of  grace. 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

6  Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more, 

If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray ; 
If  I  have  not  loved  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 

297  _  7s. 

1  Does  the  gospel  word  proclaim 

Kest  for  those  that  weary  be  ? 
Then,  my  soul,  put  in  thy  claim  ; 
Sure  that  promise  speaks  to  thee. 

2  Marks  of  grace  I  cannot  show, 

All  polluted  is  my  best ; 
But  I  weary  am,  I  know, 
And  the  weary  long  for  rest. 

3  Burdened  with  a  load  of  sin. 

Harassed  with  tormenting  doubt, 
Hourly  conflicts  from  within. 
Hourly  crosses  from  without, 

4  All  my  little  strength  is  gone, 

Sink  I  must  without  supply  ; 
Sure  upon  the  earth  is  none 
Can  more  weary  be  than  I. 


THE    LORD    JESUS   CHRIST.  193 

5  In  the  ark  the  weary  dove 

Found  a  welcome  resting-place ; 
Thus  my  spirit  longs  to  prove 
Rest  in  Christ,  the  Ark  of  grace. 

6  Tempest-tossed  I  long  have  been, 

And  the  flood  increases  fast ; 
Open,  Lord !  and  take  me  in, 
Till  the  storm  be  overpast. 

298  7s. 

1  Jesus  !  save  my  dying  soul, 
Make  the  broken  spirit  whole ; 
Humbled  in  the  dust  I  lie  ; 
Saviour,  leave  me  not  to  die. 

2  Jesus !  full  of  every  grace, 
Now  reveal  thy  smiling  face ; 
Grant  the  joy  of  sin  forgiven, 
Foretaste  of  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

3  All  my  guilt  to  thee  is  known, 
Thou  art  righteous — thou  alone ; 
All  my  help  is  from  thy  cross, 
All  beside  I  count  but  loss. 

4  Lord  !  in  thee  I  now  believe : 
Wilt  thou — wilt  thou  not  forgive  ? 
Helpless  at  thy  feet  I  lie. 
Saviour !  leave  me  not  to  die. 

299  7s. 

1  Depth  of  mercy !  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserved  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear  ? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provoked  him  to  his  face, 

13 


194  THE   LORD    JESUS   CPIRIST. 

Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls, 
Grieved  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Kindled  his  relentings  are ; 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare ; 
Cries,  How  shall  I  give  thee  up  ? 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands, 
Shows  his  wounds  and  spreads  his  hands 
God  is  love !  I  know,  I  feel ; 

Jesus  weeps,  but  loves  me  still. 

5  Now  incline  me  to  repent. 
Let  me  now  my  sins  lament ; 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore. 
Weep,  believe  and  sin  no  more. 


300  73. 

1  Jesus  !  full  of  truth  and  love, 

We  thy  kindest  call  obey ; 
Faithful  let  thy  mercies  prove ; 
Take  our  load  of  guilt  away. 

2  Weary  of  this  war  within. 

Weary  of  this  endless  strife, 
Weary  of  ourselves  and  sin. 
Weary  of  a  wretched  life ; 

3  Burdened  with  a  world  of  grief, 

Burdened  with  our  sinful  load. 
Burdened  with  this  unbelief. 

Burdened  with  the  wrath  of  God ; 

4  Lo,  we  come  to  thee  for  ease, 

True  and  gracious  as  thou  art ; 
Now  our  weary  souls  release, 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart. 


THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  195 

301  7s,  6  lines. 

1  Chief  of  sinners  though  I  be, 
Jesus  shed  his  blood  for  me ; 
Died  that  I  might  live  on  high, 
Lived  that  I  might  never  die ; 
As  the  branch  is  to  the  vine, 

I  am  his  and  he  is  mine. 

2  Oh,  the  height  of  Jesus'  love! 
Higher  than  the  heavens  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  of  sea. 
Lasting  as  eternity ; 

Love  that  found  me — wondrous  thought ! — 
Found  me  when  I  sought  him  not. 

3  Jesus  only  can  impart 

Balm  to  heal  the  smitten  heart ; 
Peace  that  flows  from  sin  forgiven, 
Joy  that  lifts  the  soul  to  heaven ; 
Faith  and  hope  to  walk  with  God, 
In  the  way  that  Enoch  trod. 

4  Chief  of  sinners  though  I  be, 
Christ  is  all  in  all  to  me ; 

All  my  wants  to  him  are  known. 
All  my  sorrows  are  his  own ; 
Safe  with  him  from  earthly  strife, 
He  sustains  the  hidden  life. 

5  O  my  Saviour !  help  afford 
By  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word ! 

When  my  wayward  heart  would  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Grace  in  time  of  need  supply. 
While  I  live  and  when  I  die. 


196  THE  LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

302  7s,  6  lines. 

1  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God  !  for  me, 

Thou,  the  Lord  of  life,  didst  die ; 
Whither — whither,  but  to  thee, 

Can  a  trembling  sinner  fly  ? 
Death's  dark  waters  o'er  me  roll, 
Save,  oh,  save  my  sinking  soul ! 

2  Never  bowed  a  martyred  head 

Weighed  with  equal  sorrow  down ; 
Never  blood  so  rich  was  shed, 

Never  king  wore  such  a  crown ; 
To  thy  cross  and  sacrifice 
Faith  now  lifts  her  tearful  eyes. 

3  All  my  soul,  by  love  subdued, 

Melts  in  deep  contrition  there ; 
By  thy  mighty  grace  renewed. 

New-born  hope  forbids  despair : 
Lord  !  thou  canst  my  guilt  forgive. 
Thou  hast  bid  me  look  and  live. 

4  While  with  broken  heart  I  kneel. 

Sinks  the  inward  storm  to  rest ; 
Life,  immortal  life,  I  feel 

Kindled  in  my  throbbing  breast ; 
Thine,  for  ever  thine,  I  am  ; 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

303  7s,  6  lines. 
1  Blessed  Saviour !  thee  I  love 

All  my  other  joys  above  ; 
All  my  hopes  in  thee  abide — 
Thou  my  Hope,  and  naught  beside ; 
Ever  let  my  glory  be 
Only,  only,  only  thee. 


THE   LOED   JESUS   CHRIST.  197 

2  Once  again  beside  the  cross, 
All  my  gain  I  count  but  loss ; 
Earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
Clouds  they  are  that  hide  my  day ; 
Hence,  vain  shadows !  let  me  see 
Jesus  crucified  for  me. 

3  Blessed  Saviour !  thine  am  I, 
Thine  to  live  and  thine  to  die ; 
Height  or  depth  or  creature  power 
Ne'er  shall  hide  my  Saviour  more ; 
Ever  shall  my  glory  be 

Only,  only,  only  thee. 

304:  7s,  6  lines. 

1  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me ! 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood 
From  thy  riven  side  which  flowed, 
Be  of  sin  the  double  cure ; 
Cleanse  me  from  its  guilt  and  power. 

2  Not  the  labors  of  my  hands 
Can  fulfill  thy  law's  demands ; 
Could  my  zeal  no  respite  know. 
Could  my  tears  for  ever  flow. 
All  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone. 

3  Nothing  in  my  hand  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling ; 
Naked,  come  to  thee  for  dress, 
Helpless,  look  to  thee  for  grace. 
Foul,  I  to  the  fountain  fly ; 
AYash  me,  Saviour !  or  I  die. 

4  Whilst  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 


J  98  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

When  I  soar  through  worlds  unknown, 
See  thee  on  thy  judgment  throne, 
Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me ! 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

305  7s. 

1  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul ! 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide. 

Oh,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none; 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 
Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me ; 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ !  art  all  I  want. 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick  and  lead  the  blind ; 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

I  am  all  unrighteousness  ; 
False  and  full  of  sin  I  am. 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found — 

Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound. 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within ; 


THE    LORD    JESUS   CHRIST.  199 

Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 

Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart ; 
Rise  to  all  eternity. 

306  7s. 

1  'Tis  my  happiness  below 

Not  to  live  without  the  cross ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 

Sanctifying  every  loss. 
Trials  must  and  will  befall ; 

But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all, 

This  is  happiness  to  me. 

2  God  in  Israel  sows  the  seeds 

Of  affliction,  pain  and  toil ; 
These  spring  up  and  choke  the  weeds 

Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil. 
Trials  make  the  promise  sweet. 

Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet. 

Lay  me  low  and  keep  me  there. 

3  Did  I  meet  no  trials  here. 

No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not,  with  reason,  fear 

I  should  prove  a  castaway  ? 
Aliens  may  escape  the  rod. 

Sunk  in  earthly,  vain  delight. 
But  the  true-born  child  of  God 

Must  not,  would  not,  if  he  might. 

307  7s. 

1  Jesus,  merciful  and  mild! 
Lead  me  as  a  helpless  child, 
On  no  other  arm  but  thine 
Would  my  weary  soul  recline ; 


200  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

I  am  weakness,  thou  art  might ; 
I  am  darkness,  thou  art  light ; 
I  am  all  defiled  with  sin, 
Thou  canst  make  me  pure  wuthin. 

2  Jesus,  Saviour  all  divine ! 

Hast  thou  made  me  truly  thine  ? 
Hast  thou  bought  me  by  thy  blood  ? 
Reconciled  my  heart  to  God? 
Hearken  to  my  tender  prayer, 
Let  me  thine  own  image  bear ; 
Let  me  love  thee  more  and  more 
Till  I  reach  heaven's  blissful  shore. 

308 

1  Come,  O  thou  traveler  unknown ! 

Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see, 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am  left  alone  w^ith  thee ; 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  *I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am; 

My  sin  and  misery  declare ; 
Thyself  hast  called  me  by  my  name : 

Look  on  thy  hands  and  read  it  there ; 
But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou  ? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free ; 

I  never  will  unloose  my  hold ! 
Art  thou  the  Man  that  died  for  me  ? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold ; 
AVrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature,  know. 

4  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 

Thy  new,  unutterable  name? 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  201 

Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell ; 
To  know  it  now  resolved  I  am ; 
Wrestling,  I  wilt  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature,  know. 

309  8s. 

1  Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak, 

But  confident  in  self-despair ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak : 

Be  conquered  by  my  instant  prayer : 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  Love. 

2  'Tis  Love!  'tis  Love!  thou  diedst  for  me; 

1  hear  thy  whisper  in  my  heart ; 
The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee ; 

Pure,  universal  Love  thou  art : 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move — 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

3  My  prayer  hath  power  with  God ;  the  grace 

Unspeakable  I  now  receive  ; 
Through  faith  I  see  thee  ftice  to  face, 

I  see  thee  face  to  fjice,  and  live ! 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

4  I  know  thee,  Saviour !  who  thou  art — 

Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  Friend ; 
Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 

But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end ; 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

310  7s. 

1  The  Sun  of  righteousness  on  me 

Hath  risen  with  healing  in  his  wings ; 
Withered  my  nature's  strength,  from  thee 
My  soul  its  life  and  succor  brings ; 


202  THE  LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

My  help  is  all  laid  up  above ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

2  Contented,  now,  upon  my  thigh 

I  halt,  till  life's  short  journey  end ; 
All  helplessness,  all  weakness,  I 

On  thee  alone  for  strength  depend ; 
Nor  have  I  power  from  thee  to  move ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

3  Lame  as  I  am,  I  take  the  prey, 

Hell,  earth  and  sin  with  ease  o'ereome; 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way, 

And  as  a  bounding  hart  fly  home, 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

311  7s. 

1  People  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod. 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 
Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  uublest : 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 

Oh,  receive  me  into  rest. 

2  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave : 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 

Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 
Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore. 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine ; 
Earth  can  fill  my  heart  no  more, 

Every  idol  I  resign. 

3  Tell  me  not  of  gain  or  loss. 

Ease,  enjoyment,  pomp  and  power ; 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  203 

"Welcome  poverty  and  cross, 

Shame,  reproach,  affliction's  hour. 

"  Follow  me !"  I  know  thy  voice ! 
Jesus,  Lord !  thy  steps  I  see  ; 

Now  I  take  thy  yoke  by  choice ; 
Light  thy  burden  now  to  me. 

312  6s. 

1  My  Jesus !  as  tliou  wilt ! 

Oh,  may  thy  will  be  mine ; 
Into  thy  hand  of  love 

I  would  my  all  resign  ; 
Through  sorrow  or  through  joy 

Couduct  me  as  thine  own, 
And  help  me  still  to  say, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

2  My  Jesus !  as  thou  wilt ! 

Though  seen  through  many  a  tear, 
Let  not  my  star  of  hope 

Grow  dim  or  disappear ; 
Since  thou  on  earth  hast  wept 

And  sorrowed  oft  alone. 
If  I  must  weep  with  thee. 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

3  My  Jesus !  as  thou  wilt ! 

All  shall  be  well  for  me ; 
Each  changing  future  scene 

I  gladly  trust  with  thee ; 
Then  to  my  home  above 

I  travel  calmly  on, 
And  sing,  in  life  or  death, 

My  Lord,  thy  will  be  done. 

313  6s. 

1  Thy  way,  not  mine,  O  Lord ! 
However  dark  it  be ; 


204  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Lead  me  by  thine  own  hand ; 

Choose  out  the  path  for  me. 
I  dare  not  choose  my  lot ; 

I  would  not  if  I  might 
Choose  thou  for  me,  my  God ! 

So  shall  I  walk  aright. 

2  The  kingdom  that  I  seek 

Is  thine ;  so  let  the  way 
That  leads  to  it  be  thine, 

Else  I  must  surely  stray. 
Take  thou  my  cup,  and  it 

"With  joy  or  sorrow  fill, 
As  best  to  thee  may  seem  ; 

Choose  thou  my  good  and  ill. 

3  Choose  thou  for  me  my  friends, 

My  sickness  or  my  health ; 
Choose  thou  my  cares  for  me, 

My  poverty  or  wealth. 
Not  mine,  not  mine,  the  choice, 

In  things  or  great  or  small ; 
Be  thou  my  Guide,  my  Strength, 

My  Wisdom  and  my  All. 

314  8s  &  7s. 

1  Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down  I 
Fix  in  us  thine  humble  dwelling ; 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown  ; 
Jesus !  thou  art  all  compassion. 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation  ; 

Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  oh  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit. 

Let  us  find  the  promised  rest : 


THE  LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  205 

Take  away  the  love  of  sinning ; 

Alpha  and  Omega  be ; 
End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning ! 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive  ; 
Suddenly  return,  and  never. 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave ; 
Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above. 
Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing. 

Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation  ; 

Pure  and  sinless  let  us  be ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restored  in  thee  ; 
Changed  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

315  8s  &  7s. 

1  Gently,  Lord,  oh,  gently  lead  us 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears, 
Through  the  changes  thou'st  decreed  us, 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears ; 
When  temptation's  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, 

Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish. 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear ; 


206  THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST. 

And  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 

Bid  us  in  thine  arms  to  rest, 
Till  by  angel  bands  attended 

We  awake  among  the  blest. 

316  8s  &  7s. 

1  Jesus  !  full  of  all  compassion, 

Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry. 
Let  me  know  thy  great  salvation  ; 

See,  I  languish,  faint  and  die ; 
Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting. 

Overwhelmed  with  helpless  grief, 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting. 

Send,  oh  send  me  quick  relief. 

2  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flying 

But  to  him  who  comfort  gives  ? 
Whither  from  the  dread  of  dying 

But  to  him  who  ever  lives  ? 
While  I  view  thee,  wounded,  grieving. 

Breathless  on  the  cursed  tree. 
Fain  I  'd  feel  my  heart  believing 

That  thou  suffer'dst  thus  for  me. 

3  With  thy  righteousness  and  Spirit 

I  am  more  than  angels  blessed ; 
Heir  with  thee,  all  things  inherit. 

Peace  and  joy  and  endless  rest : 
Saved  !  the  deed  shall  sj^read  new  glory 

Through  the  shining  realms  above ; 
Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story. 

All  enraptured  with  thy  love. 

317  8s  &  7s. 
1  Jesus  !  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

All  to  leave  and  follow  thee ; 


THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  207 

Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, 
Thou  from  hence  my  all  shalt  be ; 

Perish,  every  fond  ambition, 

All  I  've  sought  or  hoped  or  known, 

Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition  ! 

God  and  heaven  are  still  my  own ! 

Let  the  world  despise  and  leave  me, 

They  have  left  my  Saviour  too ; 
Human  hearts  and  looks  deceive  me — 

Thou  art  not,  like  them,  untrue ; 
Oh,  while  thou  dost  smile  upon  me, 

God  of  wisdom,  love  and  might ! 
Foes  may  hate  and  friends  disown  me. 

Show  thy  face,  and  all  is  bright. 

Man  may  trouble  and  distress  me, 

'Twill  but  drive  me  to  thy  breast ; 
Life  with  trials  hard  may  press  me, 

Heaven  will  bring  me  sweeter  rest ; 
Oh,  'tis  not  in  grief  to  harm  me 

While  thy  love  is  left  to  me ; 
Oh,  'twere  not  in  joy  to  charm  me, 

Were  that  joy  unmixed  with  thee. 

Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure ! 

Come,  disaster,  scorn  and  pain ! 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure. 

With  thy  favor  loss  is  gain. 
I  have  called  thee,  Abba,  Father ! 

I  have  stayed  my  heart  on  thee ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather. 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me. 

Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation, 
Rise  o'er  sin  and  fear  and  care ; 

Joy  to  find  in  every  station 
Something  still  to  do  or  bear. 


208  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Think  what  Spirit  dwells  within  thee ; 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  win  thee  ; 

Child  of  heaven,  canst  thou  repine  ? 

6  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  by  faith  and  winged  by  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day 's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there  ; 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight  and  prayer  to  praise. 

318  8s  &  7s. 

1  Lord  !  I  know  thy  grace  is  nigh  me, 

Thee  thyself  I  cannot  see  ; 
Jesus,  Master !  pass  not  by  me  ; 
Son  of  David !  pity  me. 

2  While  I  sit  in  weary  blindness, 

Longing  for  the  blessed  light. 
Many  taste  thy  loving-kindness  ; 
"  Lord !  I  would  receive  my  sight." 

3  I  would  see  thee  and  adore  thee. 

And  thy  word  the  power  can  give ; 
Hear  the  sightless  soul  implore  thee ; 
Let  me  see  thy  face  and  live. 

4  Ah  !  what  touch  is  this  that  thrills  me  ? 

What  this  burst  of  strange  delight? 
Lo !  the  rapturous  vision  fills  me ! 
This  is  Jesus !  this  is  sight  I 

5  Room,  ye  saints  that  throng  behind  him! 

Let  me  follow  in  the  way  ; 
I  will  teach  the  blind  to  find  him 
Who  can  turn  their  night  to  day. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  209 

319  8s  &  7s. 

1  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death, 
Come,  and,  by  thyself  revealing, 
Dissipate  the  clouds  beneath. 

2  Thou,  new  heaven  and  earth's  Creator ! 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise ; 
Scattering  all  the  night  of  nature, 
Pouring  day  upon  our  eyes. 

3  Still  we  wait  for  thy  appearing ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart. 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 
Every  poor,  benighted  heart. 

4  Come,  extend  thy  wonted  favor 

To  our  ruined,  guilty  race ; 
Come,  thou  blest,  exalted  Saviour ! 
Come,  apply  thy  saving  grace. 

5  By  thine  all-atoning  merit 

Every  burdened  soul  release  ; 
By  the  teachings  of  thy  Spirit 
Guide  us  into  perfect  peace. 

320  8^  &  7s. 

1  OxE  there  is  above  all  others 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free  and  knows  no  end. 

2  "Which  of  all  our  friends  to  save  us 

Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood? 
But  our  Saviour  died,  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

3  When  he  lived  on  earth,  abasM, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
Now,  above  all  glory  raisM, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same. 
u 


210  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

4  Oh,  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften ! 
Teach  us,  Lord !  at  length  to  love ; 
We,  alas !  forget  too  often 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above. 

321  8s  &  7s. 

1  Hail,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus ! 

Only  thee  I  wish  to  sing ; 
To  my  soul  thy  name  is  precious, 

Thou  my  Prophet,  Priest  and  King ; 
Oh,  what  mercy  flows  from  heaven ! 

Oh,  what  joy  and  happiness! 
Love  I  much  ?  I  've  much  forgiven  ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

2  Once  with  Adam's  race-  in  ruin, 

Unconcerned  in  sin,  I  lay ; 
Swift  destruction  still  pursuing. 

Till  my  Saviour  passed  by : 
Witness,  all  ye  host  of  heaven ! 

My  Redeemer's  tenderness ; 
Love  I  much  ?  I  've  much  forgiven ; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grac©. 

3  Shout,  ye  bright  angelic  choir ! 

Praise  the  Lamb  enthroned  above ; 
Whilst,  astonished,  I  admire 

God's  free  grace  and  boundless  love ; 
That  blest  moment  I  received  him 

Filled  my  soul  with  joy  and  peace ; 
Love  I  much?  I've  much  forgiven; 

I'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

DOXOLOGY. 

Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation ; 

Praise  the  Father's  boundless  love ; 
Praise  the  Lamb,  our  expiation ; 

Praise  the  Spirit  from  above ; 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  211 

Author  of  the  new  creation, 
Him  by  whom  our  spirits  live; 

Undivided  adoration 

To  the  One  Jehovah  give. 

322  8s  &  7s. 

1  AVelcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer ! 

Welcome  to  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Lord  !  I  make  a  full  surrender, 

Every  jDower  and  thought  be  thine ; 

Thine  entirely, 
Through  eternal  ages  thine. 

2  Known  to  all  to  be  thy  mansion, 

Earth  and  hell  will  disappear ; 
Or  in  vain  attempt  possession. 

When  they  find  the  Lord  is  near ; 

Shout,  O  Zion ! 
Shout,  ye  saints !  the  Lord  is  here. 

323  P.  M. 

1  The  Lord  is  ray  Shepherd ;  no  want  shall  I 

know ; 
I  feed  in  green  pastures ;  safe  folded  I  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow, 
Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when 
oppressed. 

2  Through   the   valley   and   shadow   of   death 

though  I  stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  Guardian,  no  evil  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff*  be  my  stay ; 
No  harm  can  befall  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread  : 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth 


212  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

"With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anoiiitest  my  head  ; 
Oh,  what  shall  I  ask   of  thy  providence 
more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God ! 
Still  follow  my  steps  till  I  meet  thee  above  v 
I  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod 
Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  king- 
dom of  love. 

324  P-  M. 

1  How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  fiiith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  hath 

said. 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 

2  When  through  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall 

lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee ;  I  only  design 
Thy  dross  to  consume  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

3  E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 
And  when   hoary  hairs   shall   their  temples 

adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  ray  bosom  be 
borne. 

4  The  soul  that  on  Jesus  hath  leaned  for  repose 
I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes ; 
That  soul,  though  all  hell  should  endeavor  to 

shake, 
I'll  never,  no,  never,  no,  never,  forsake. 

325  lis. 

1  Begone,  unbelief,  ray  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my  relief  he  will  surely  appear ; 


THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  213 

By  prayer  let  me  wrestle,  and  he  will  perform ; 
With  Christ  in  the  vessel,  I  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way,  thou,  Lord !  art  my 

guide ; 

'Tis  mine  to  obey,  'tis  thine  to  provide ; 

Though  cisterns  be  broken  and  creatures  all 
fail, 

The  word  thou  hast  spoken  shall  surely  pre- 
vail. 

3  Since  all  that  I  meet  shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  the  medicine  food : 
Though  painful  at  present,  'twill  cease  before 

long. 
And   then   oh  how  pleasant  the  conqueror's 
song! 

326  lis- 

1  I  ONCE  was  a  stranger  to  grace  and  to  God ; 
I  knew  not  my  danger  and  felt  not  my  load ; 
Though  friends  spoke  in  rapture  of  Christ  on 

the  tree, 
Jehovah,  my  Saviour,  was  nothing  to  me. 

2  ^\^len  free  grace  awoke  me  by  light  from  on 

high. 
Then  legal  fears  shook  me  ;  I  trembled  to  die  ; 
No  refuge,  no  safety,  in  self  could  I  see ; 
Jehovah  !  thou  only  my  Saviour  must  be. 

3  ^ly  terrors  all  vanished  before  the  sweet  name ; 
My  guilty  fears  banished,  with  boldness  I  came 
To  drink  at  the  fountain  life-giving  and  free : 
Jehovah,  my  Saviour,  is  all  things  to  me. 

4  Jehovah,  the  Lord,  is  my  treasure  and  boast ; 
Jehovah,  my  Saviour,  I  ne'er  can  be  lost; 

In  thee  I  shall  conquer  by  flood  and  by  field, 
Jehovah  my  anchor,  Jehovah  my  shield  I 


214  THE  LORD   JESUS  CHRIST. 

5  E'en  treading  the  valley,  the  shadow  of  death, 
This    watchword    shall    rally    my    faltering 

breath ; 
For  while  from  life's  fever  my  God  sets  me 

free, 
Jehovah,  my  Saviour,  my  death-song  shall  be ! 

327  Us. 

1  Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer !  abide  thou  with  me, 
Come,  gladden  my  spirit,  that  waiteth  for  thee ; 
Thy  smile  every  shadow  shall  chase  from  my 

heart. 
And  soothe  every  sorrow,  though  keen  be  the 
smart. 

2  Without  thee  but  weakness,  with  thee  I  am 

strong ; 
By  day  thou  shalt  lead  me,  by  night  be  my 

song ; 
Though  dangers  surround  me,  I  still  every 

fear, 
Since  thou,  the  Most  Mighty,  my  Helper,  art 

near. 

3  Thy  love,  oh  how  faithful !  so  tender,  so  pure ; 
Thy  promise,  faith's  anchor,  how  steadfast  and 

sure! 
That  love,  like  sweet  sunshine,  my  cold  heart 

can  warm. 
That  promise  make  steady  my  soul  in  the 

storm. 

4  Breathe,  breathe  on  my  spirit,  oft  ruffled,  thy 

peace, 
From  restless  vain  wishes  bid  thou  my  heart 

cease ; 
In  thee  all  its  longings  henceforward  shall  end. 
Till  glad  to  thy  presence  my  soul  shall  ascend. 


THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST.  215 

5  Oh  then,  blessed  Jesus  !  who  once  for  me  died, 
Made  clean  in  the  fountain  that  gushed  from 

thy  side, 
I  shall  see  thy  full  glory,  thy  face  shall  behold, 
And  praise  thee  for  ever  with  raptures  untold. 

328  ^s  *  ^s- 

1  Jesus  !  thy  name  I  love 
All  other  names  above, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 
Oh,  thou  art  all  to  me ! 
Nothing  to  please  I  see. 
Nothing  apart  from  thee, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 

2  Thou,  blessed  Son  of  God ! 
Hast  bought  me  with  thy  blood, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 
Oh,  how  great  is  thy  love. 
All  other  loves  above — 
Love  that  I  daily  prove, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 

3  When  unto  thee  I  flee. 
Thou  wilt  my  refuge  be, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 
What  need  I  now  to  fear  ? 
What  earthly  grief  or  care. 
Since  thou  art  ever  near? 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 

4  Soon  thou  wilt  come  again ; 
I  shall  be  happy  then, 

Jesus,  my  Lord ! 
Then  thine  own  face  I'll  see, 
Then  I  shall  like  thee  be, 
Then  evermore  with  thee, 

Jesus,  ray  Lord ! 


216  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

329  7s,  63  & 

1  Jesus  !  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  waudering  sheep  ; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep. 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restored  ; 

On  me  be  all  long-suffering  shown ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord ! 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince !  enthroned  above, 

Repentance  to  impart. 
Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 

The  humble,  contrite  heart ; 
Give,  what  I  have  long  implored, 

A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord  ! 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  See  me,  Saviour !  from  above. 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life  and  happiness  and  love 

Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye ; 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 

And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  ; 
Turn  and  look  upon  me.  Lord ! 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

330  7s,  6s  & 
1  By  me,  O  my  Saviour !  stand 

In  every  trying  hour ; 
Guard  me  with  thine  outstretched  hand 

And  hold  me  with  thy  power ; 
Mindful  of  thy  faithfulword, 

Thine  ail-sufiicieut  grace  bestow  ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord ! 

And  never  let  me  go. 


THE    LORD    JESUS    CHRIST.  217 

2  Give  me,  Lord !  a  holy  fear, 

And  fix  it  in  my  heart ; 
That  I  may  from  evil  near 

With  watchful  care  depart ; 
Still  thy  timely  help  afford, 

And  all  thy  loving-kindness  show ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord ! 

And  never  let  me  go. 

3  Let  me  never  leave  thy  breast. 

From  thee,  my  Saviour !  stray  ; 
Thou  art  my  support  and  rest, 

My  true  and  living  way ; 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

In  heaven  above  and  earth  below ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord ! 

And  never  let  me  go. 

4  Never  let  me  go  till  I, 

Upborne  on  wings  of  love, 
Gain  the  regions  of  the  sky, 

And  take  my  seat  above ; 
Thou  hast  passed  thy  gracious  Avord 

That  thou  wilt  bring  me  safely  through  ; 
Thou  wilt,  therefore,  keep  me,  Lord ! 

Nor  ever  let  me  go. 

331  7s  &  6s. 

1  I  LAY  my  sins  on  Jesus, 

The  spotless  Lamb  of  God  ; 
He  bears  them  all,  and  frees  us 

From  the  accursed  load  ; 
I  bring  my  guilt  to  Jesus, 

To  wash  my  crimson  stains 
White  in  his  blood  most  precious, 

Till  not  a  spot  remains. 

2  I  lay  my  wants  on  Jesus ; 

All  fullness  dwells  in  him ; 


218  THE    LOPtD    JESUS    CHRIST. 

He  heals  all  my  diseases, 

He  doth  my  soul  redeem  ; 
I  lay  my  griefs  on  Jesas, 

My  burdens  and  my  cares ; 
He  from  them  all  releases, 

He  all  my  sorrows  shares. 

3  I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

Meek,  loving,  lowly,  mild  ; 
I  long  to  be  like  Jesus, 

The  Father's  holy  child  ; 
I  long  to  be  with  Jesus 

Amid  the  heavenly  throng, 
To  sing,  with  saints,  his  praises, 
To  learn  the  angels'  song. 

332  7s  &  6s. 

1  In  heavenly  love  abiding, 

No  change  my  heart  shall  fear, 
And  safe  is  such  confiding, 

For  nothing  changes  here  ; 
The  storm  may  roar  without  me, 

My  heart  may  low  be  laid. 
But  God  is  round  about  me. 

And  can  I  be  dismayed  ? 

2  Wherever  he  may  guide  me, 

No  want  shall  turn  me  back ; 
My  Shepherd  is  beside  me, 

And  nothing  can  I  lack ; 
His  wisdom  ever  waketh. 

His  sight  is  never  dim  ; 
He  knows  the  way  he  taketh,    * 

And  I  will  walk  with  him. 

3  Green  pastures  are  before  me 

Which  yet  I  have  not  seen ; 
Bright  skies  will  soon  be  o'er  me 
Where  darkest  clouds  have  been ; 


THE    LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  219 

My  hope  I  cannot  measure, 

My  path  to  life  is  free ; 
My  Saviour  has  my  treasure, 

And  he  will  walk  with  me. 


333  6s  &  4s. 

1  More  love  to  thee,  O  Christ ! 

More  love  to  thee  ! 
Hear  thou  the  prayer  I  make 

On  bended  knee ; 
This  is  my  earnest  plea : 
More  love,  O  Christ !  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee ! 

2  Once  earthly  joy  I  craved. 

Sought  peace  and  rest ; 
Now  thee  alone  I  seek — 

Give  what  is  best ; 
This  all  my  prayer  shall  be : 
More  love,  O  Christ !  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee ! 

3  Let  sorrow  do  its  work. 

Send  grief  and  pain  ; 
Sweet  are  thy  messengers, 

Sweet  their  refrain. 
When  they  can  sing  with  me. 
More  love,  O  Christ !  to  thee. 

More  love  to  thee ! 

4  Then  shall  my  latest  breath 

Whisper  thy  praise ; 
This  be  the  parting  cry 

My  heart  shall  raise. 
This  still  its  prayer  shall  be : 
IMore  love,  0  Christ !  to  thee, 

More  love  to  thee ! 


220  THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST. 

334  6s  &  43. 

1  Saviour!  I  follow  on, 

Guided  by  thee, 
Seeing  not  yet  the  hand 

That  leadeth  me ; 
Hushed  be  my  heart,  and  still, 
Fear  I  no  further  ill. 
Only  to  meet  thy  will 

My  will  shallbe. 

2  Riven  the  rock  for  me. 

Thirst  to  relieve. 
Manna  from  heaven  falls 

Fresh  every  eve ; 
Never  a  want  severe 
Causeth  my  eye  a  tear. 
But  thou  art  whispering  near, 

"  Only  believe !" 

3  Often  to  Marah's  brink 

Have  I  been  brought ; 
Shrinking  the  cujj  to  drink, 

Help  I  have  sought ; 
And  with  the  prayer's  ascent 
Jesus  the  branch  has  rent; 
Quickly  relief  he  sent. 

Sweetening  the  draught. 

4  Saviour !  I  long  to  walk 

Closer  with  thee ; 
Led  by  thy  guiding  hand 

Ever  to  be ; 
Constantly  near  thy  side, 
Quickened  and  purified, 
Living  for  him  who  died 

Freelv  for  me! 


THE   LOED   JESUS   CHRIST.  221 

335  6s  &  4s. 

1  My  faith  looks  up  to  tliee, 
Thou  Lamb  of  Calvary, 

Saviour  divine ! 
Now  hear  me  while  I  pray, 
Take  all  my  guilt  away, 
Oh,  let  me,  from  this  day, 

Be  wholly  thiue. 

2  May  thy  rich  grace  impart 
Strengtli  to  my  fainting  heart, 

My  zeal  inspire ; 
As  thou  hast  died  for  me. 
Oh,  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm  and  changeless  be, 

A  living  fire. 

3  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread. 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  Guide  ; 
Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away. 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 

4  When  ends  life's  transient  dream. 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll. 
Blest  Saviour !  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
Oh,  bear  me  safe  above, 

A  ransomed  soul. 

336  6s  &  4s. 

1  Saviour  !  I  look  to  thee, 
Be  not  thou  far  from  me 
Mid  storms  that  lower ; 


222  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

On  me  thy  care  bestow, 
Thy  loving-kindness  show, 
Thine  arms  around  me  throw 
This  trying  hour. 

2  Saviour !  I  look  to  thee 
Feeble  as  infancy, 

Gird  up  my  heart ; 
Author  of  life  and  light, 
Thou  hast  an  arm  of  might. 
Thine  is  the  sovereign  right, 

Thy  strength  impart. 

3  Saviour,  I  look  to  thee. 
Let  me  thy  fullness  see. 

Save  me  from  fear  ; 
While  at  thy  cross  I  kneel, 
All  my  backslidiugs  heal, 
And  a  full  pardon  seal, 

My  soul  to  cheer. 

4  Saviour !  I  look  to  thee. 
Thine  shall  the  glory  be, 

Hearer  of  prayer ; 
Thou  art  my  only  aid, 
On  thee  my  soul  is  stayed. 
Naught  can  my  heart  invade 

AVhile  thou  art  near. 

337  8s,  6s  &  4s. 

1  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 
O  thou  for  sinners  slain  ! 
Let  it  not  be  in  vain 

That  thou  hast  died  ; 
Thee  for  my  Saviour  let  me  take, 
^ly  only  refuge  let  me  make 
Thy  piercM  side. 


THE   LORD   JESUS    CHRIST.  223 

2  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 
Into  the  sacred  flood 

Of  thy  most  precious  blood 

My  soul  I  cast ; 
"Wash  me  and  make  me  clean  within, 
And  keep  me  pure  from  every  sin, 

Till  life  be  past. 

3  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God !. 
All  hail,  incarnate  Word, 
Thou  everlasting  Lord, 

Saviour  most  blest ! 
Fill  us  with  love  that  never  faints. 
Grant  us  with  all  thy  blessed  saints 

Eternal  rest. 

4  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God ! 
Worthy  is  he  alone 

That  sitteth  on  the  throne 

Of  God  above ; 
One  with  the  Ancient  of  all  days, 
One  with  the  Comforter  in  praise, 

All  light  and  love. 

338  8s  &  7s. 

1  Come,  my  Redeemer !  come. 

And  deign  to  dwell  with  me ; 
Come,  and  thy  right  assume. 

And  bid  thy  rivals  flee  ; 
Come,  my  Redeemer !  quickly  come. 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

2  Exert  thy  mighty  power, 

And  banish  all  my  sin ; 
Li  this  auspicious  hour 
Bring  all  thv  graces  in ; 


224  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

Come,  my  Redeemer !  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lastiug  home. 

3  Rule  thou  in  every  thought 

And  passion  of  my  soul., 
Till  all  ray  powers  are  brought 

Beneath  thy  full  control ; 
Come,  my  Redeemer  !  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

4  Then  shall  my  days  be  thine, 

And  all  my  heart  be  love, 
And  joy  and  peace  be  mine, 

Such  as  are  known  above ; 
Come,  my  Redeemer !  quickly  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  lasting  home. 

339  8s  &  7s. 

1  I  WOULD  love  thee,  God  and  Father ! 

My  Redeemer  and  my  King  ! 
I  would  love  thee,  for  without  thee 
Life  is  but  a  bitter  thing, 

2  I  would  love  thee  ;  look  upon  me. 

Ever  guide  me  with  thine  eye: 

I  would  love  thee ;  if  not  nourished 

By  thy  love,  my  soul  would  die. 

3  I  would  love  thee  ;  may  thy  brightness 

Dazzle  my  rejoicing  eyes  ; 
I  would  love  thee;  may  thy  goodness 
Watch  from  heaven  o'er  all  I  prize. 

4  I  would  love  thee — I  have  vowed  it ; 

On  thy  love  my  heart  is  set ; 

While  I  love  thee  I  will  never 

My  Redeemer's  blood  forget. 


THE   LORD  JESUS   CHRIST.  225 

340  8s. 

1  To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope, 

My  soul  is  in  haste  to  be  gone ; 
Oh,  bear  me,  ye  cherubim !  up, 

And  waft  me  away  to  his  throne ; 
My  Saviour  whom  absent  I  love, 

Whom,  not  having  seen,  I  adore, 
Whose  name  is  exalted  above 

All  glory,  dominion  and  power, 

2  Dissolve  thou  these  bands  that  detain 

My  soul  from  her  portion  in  thee ; 
Ah  !  strike  off  this  adamant  chain, 

And  make  me  eternally  free. 
When  that  happy  era  begins. 

When  arrayed  in  thy  glories  I  shine, 
Nor  grieve  any  more  by  my  sins 

The  bosom  on  which  I  recline, 

3  Oh,  then  shall  the  veil  be  removed, 

And  round  me  thy  brightness  be  poured ; 
I  shall  meet  him  whom  absent  I  loved, 

I  shall  see  whom  unseen  I  adored ; 
And  then  nevermore  shall  the  fears, 

The  trials,  temptations  and  woes, 
Which  darken  this  valley  of  tears. 

Intrude  on  my  blissful  repose. 

341  8s. 

1  Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne 
And  view  my  Immanuel's  face, 
In  rapturous  songs  make  him  known, 

Tune  ail  your  soft  harps  to  his  praise ; 
He  formed  you  the  spirits  you  are, 

So  happy,  so  noble,  so  good  ; 
When  others  sunk  down  in  despair, 
*  Confirmed  by  his  power,  you  stood. 

15 


226  THE   LORD   JESUS   CHRIST. 

2  Ye  saints  who  stand  nearer  than  they, 

And  cast  your  bright  crowns  at  his  feet, 
His  grace  and  his  glory  display, 

And  all  his  rich  mercy  repeat ; 
He  snatched  you  from  hell  and  the  grave, 

He  ransomed  from  death  and  despair, 
For  you  he  was  mighty  to  save, 

Almighty  to  bring  you  safe  there. 

3  Oh,  when  will  the  period  appear 

When  I  shall  unite  in  your  song  ? 
I'm  weary  of  lingering  here, 

And  I  to  your  Saviour  belong  ; 
I  want,  oh,  I  want  to  be  there. 

Where  sorrow  and  sin  bid  adieu, 
Your  joy  and  your  friendship  to  share, 

To  wonder  and  worship  with  you. 

342  ^s,  8s  &  5s. 

1  Jesus  !  guide  our  way 
To  eternal  day ; 

So  shall  we,  no  more  delaying. 
Follow  thee,  thy  voice  obeying ; 

Lead  us  by  thy  hand 

To  our  fatherland. 

2  When  we  danger  meet, 
Steadfast  make  our  feet ; 

Lord !  preserve  us  uncomplaining 
Mid  the  darkness  round  us  reigning ; 

Through  adversity 

Lies  our  way  to  thee. 

3  Order  all  our  way 
Through  this  mortal  day  ; 

In  our  toil  with  aid  be  near  us ; 
In  our  need  with  succor  cheer  us ; 

When  life's  course  is  o'er, 

Open  thou  the  door. 


GOD   THE   FATHER.  227 

343  5s,  8s  &  5s. 

1  Jesus  !  still  lead  on, 
Till  our  rest  be  won ; 

And  although  the  way  be  cheerless, 
We  will  follow,  calm  and  fearless ; 

Guide  us  by  thy  hand 

To  our  fatherland. 

2  If  the  way  be  drear. 
If  the  foe  be  near, 

Let  not  faithless  fears  o'ertake  us, 
Let  not  faith  and  hope  forsake  us ; 

For  through  many  a  foe 

To  our  home  we  go. 

3  When  we  seek  relief 
From  a  long-felt  grief. 

When  temptations  come,  alluring, 
Make  us  patient  and  enduring ; 
Show  us  that  bright  shore 
Where  we  weep  no  more. 

4  Jesus !  still  lead  on 
Till  our  rest  be  won  : 

Heavenly  Leader,  still  direct  us. 
Still  support,  console,  protect  us, 

Till  we  safely  stand 

In  our  fatherland. 


GOD    THE    FATHER. 

344  L.  M. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 


228  GOD    THE   FATHER. 

The  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  powers  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  Hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Kepeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 
Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 

And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball? 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ? 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice. 

And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 

For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, 

"  The  Hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

345  L-  M. 

1  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God ! 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands. 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep, 

3  My  God !  how  excellent  thy  grace. 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  spring! 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress. 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 


GOD    THE    FATHER.  229 

4  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 

We  shall  be  fed  "vvith  sweet  repast ; 
There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  the  Lord, 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

346  L-  M. 

1  Jehovah  reigns ;  he  dwells  in  light. 
Girded  with  majesty  and  might ; 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands. 
Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made 
Or  had  its  first  foundations  laid. 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood. 
Thyself,  the  ever-living  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies ; 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  so  high ! 
At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure. 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure. 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

347  L.  M. 

1  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes — 
The  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives. 
There  my  almighty  Refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives — the  everlasting  God 

That  built  the  world,  that  spread  the  flood ; 


230  GOD  THE   FATHER. 

The  heavens  with  all  their  hosts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way ; 
His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day  ; 
He  spreads  the  evening  veil,  and  keeps 
The  silent  hours  while  Israel  sleeps. 

4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest. 
May  rise  secure,  securely  rest ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  slumber  nor  surprise. 

5  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  still  return. 
Safe  in  the  Lord ;  his  heavenly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  every  snare. 

348  L-  M. 

1  The  Lord  is  King !  lift  up  thy  voice, 
O  earth  !  and,  all  ye  heavens !  rejoice ; 
From  world  to  world  the  joy  shall  ring: 
The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King ! 

2  The  Lord  is  King !  who  then  shall  dare 
Resist  his  will,  distrust  his  care  ? 
Holy  and  true  are  all  his  ways ; 

Let  every  creature  speak  his  praise. 

3  The  Lord  is  King !  exalt  your  strains. 

Ye  saints !  your  God,  your  Father,  reigns ; 

One  Lord,  one  empire,  all  secures ; 

He  reigns,  and  life  and  death  are  yours. 

4  Oh,  when  his  wisdom  can  mistake, 
His  might  decay,  his  love  forsake, 
Then  may  his  children  cease  to  sin^, 
The  Lord  omnipotent  is  King! 


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349  L.M. 

1  Jehovah  reigns !  his  throne  is  high, 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty ; 

His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe ; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law ; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face ; 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 

3  Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs  ; 

His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfill 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  father  and  my  friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join ; 
Heaven  is  secure  if  God  be  mine. 

350  L-  M. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ! 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light 

And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess, 
But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 

Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand ; 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race. 

It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run. 


232  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

6  Great  Sun  of  righteousness !  arise ; 

Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view 
In  souls  renewed  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord  !  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

351  L.  M. 

1  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong ; 
Crown  him,  ye  nations  !  in  your  song  ; 
His  wondrous  names  and  powers  rehearse ; 
His  honors  shall  enrich  your  verse. 

2  He  rides,  and  thunders  through  the  sky ; 
His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace ! 

Ye  saints !  rejoice  before  his  face. 

3  He  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 
And  pris'ners  see  the  light  again ; 
But  rebels  who  dispute  his  will 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

4  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest ; 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest; 
When  terrors  rise  and  nations  faint, 

God  is  the  strength  of  every  saint. 

352  L.  M. 

1  Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Lord  ! 

We  praise  thy  name  with  one  accord  ; 
Thy  saints  who  here  thy  goodness  see 
Through  all  the  world  do  worship  thee. 


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2  To  thee  aloud  all  angels  cry, 

And  ceaseless  raise  their  songs  on  high, 

Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 

The  heavens  and  all  the  powers  therein. 

3  The  apostles  join  the  glorious  throng  ; 
The  prophets  swell  the  immortal  song ; 
The  martyrs'  noble  army  raise 
Eternal  anthems  to  thy  praise. 

4  Thee,  holy,  holy,  holy  King ! 

Thee,  O  Lord  God  of  hosts !  they  sing ; 
Thus  earth  below  and  heaven  above 
Kesound  thy  glory  and  thy  love. 

353  L.  M. 

1  Lord  of  all  being !  throned  afar, 
Thy  glory  flames  from  sun  and  star ; 
Centre  and  soul  of  every  sphere. 
Yet  to  each  loving  heart  how  near  ! 

2  Sun  of  our  life !  thy  quickening  ray 
Sheds  on  our  path  the  glow  of  day ; 
Star  of  our  hope!  thy  softened  light 
Cheers  the  long  watches  of  the  night. 

3  Our  midnight  is  thy  smile  withdrawn ; 
Our  noontide  is  thy  gracious  dawn  ; 
Our  rainbow  arch  thy  mercy's  sign ; 
All  save  the  clouds  of  sin  are  thine. 

4  Lord  of  all  life !  below,  above. 

Whose  light  is  truth,  whose  warmth  is  love, 
Before  thy  ever-blazing  throne 
We  ask  no  lustre  of  our  own. 

5  Grant  us  thy  truth  to  make  us  free. 
And  kindling  hearts  that  burn  for  thee, 
Till  all  thy  loving  altars  claim 

One  holy  light,  one  heavenly  flame. 

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234  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

354  L.  M, 

1  Lord!    thou    hast   searched    and    seen    me 

through ; 
Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 
My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 
My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts  before  they  are  my  own 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent !  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  Oh,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast 
AVhere'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest, 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

355  L.  M. 

1  Awake,  my  tongue !  thy  tribute  bring 
To  him  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing ; 
Praise  him  who  is  all  praise  above. 
The  source  of  light  and  truth  and  love. 

2  How  vast  his  knowledge,  how  profound  ! 

A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned ; 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  these  heavenly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold  : 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  235 

Earth,  air  and  mighty  seas  combine 
To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 

4  But  in  redemption,  oh  what  grace ! 
Its  wonders,  oh  what  thought  can  trace  ? 
Here  wisdom  shines  for  ever  bright ; 
Praise  him,  my  soul !  with  sweet  delight. 

356  L.  M. 

1  Oh,  dreadful  glory  that  doth  make 

Thick  darkness  round  the  heavenly  throne, 
Through  which  no  angel  eye  may  break, 
Wherein  the  Lord  doth  dwell  alone ! 

2  What  secret  place,  what  distant  star. 

Is  like,  dread  Lord !  to  thine  abode  ? 
Why  dwellest  thou  from  us  so  far  ? 
AVe  yearn  for  thee,  thou  hidden  God. 

3  Vain  searchers !  but  we  need  not  mourn. 

We  need  not  stretch  our  weary  wings ; 
Thou  meetest  us  where'er  we  turn  ; 

Thou beamest.  Lord !  from  all  bright  things! 

4  But  sweetest,  Lord  !  dost  thou  appear 

In  the  dear  Saviour's  smiling  face ; 
The  heavenly  majesty  draws  near. 
And  offers  us  its  kind  embrace. 

6  To  us,  vain  searchers  after  God, 

To  us  the  Holy  Ghost  doth  come ; 
From  us  thou  hidest  thine  abode. 

But  thou  wilt  make  our  souls  thy  home. 

357  L-  M. 

1  The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways ! 
How  firm  his  truth,  how  large  his  grace  I 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known. 


236  GOD   THE    FATHER. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  power  hath  spread 
The  starry  heavens  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise — 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  Not  half  so  far  hath  nature  placed 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 

4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise ! 
On  swifter  wings  salvation  flies ; 
And  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 
How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn ! 

5  But  his  eternal  love  is  sure 

To  all  the  saints,  and  shall  endure ; 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  shall  reign, 
Nor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 

358  L-M. 

1  Up  to  the  Lord,  Avho  reigns  on  high 

And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlasting  praises  fly. 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

2  He  overrules  all  mortal  things. 

And  manages  our  mean  affliirs ; 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares. 

3  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  God ; 
He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  heli3s  us  bear  the  heavy  load. 

4  Oh,  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 

A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heaven  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  237 

359  L-  M. 

1  Give  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above  ; 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love ;  • 
His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 

.    And  ages  long  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record, 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  rescued  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  He  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps  lest  w^e  stray ; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heavenly  land. 

4  Oh,  let  the  saints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord ; 
How  great  his  works,  how  kind  his  ways ! 
Let  every  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

360  H.  M. 

1  The  glory  of  the  Lord 

The  heavens  declare  abroad  ; 
The  firmament  displays 

The  handiwork  of  God ; 
Day  unto  day  deelareth  speech. 
And  night  to  night  doth  knowledge  teach. 

2  Aloud  they  do  not  speak. 

They  utter  forth  no  word. 
Nor  into  language  break — 

Their  voice  is  never  heard  ; 
Their  line  through  all  the  earth  extends, 
Their  words  to  earth's  remotest  ends. 

3  God's  perfect  law  converts 

The  soul  in  sin  that  lies ; 
His  testimony  sure 

Doth  make  the  simple  wise ; 


238  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

His  statutes  just  delight  the  heart, 
His  holy  precepts  light  impart. 

4  The  fear  of  God  is  clean, 

And  ever  doth  endure ; 
His  judgments  all  are  truth 

And  righteousness  most  pure ; 
To  be  desired  are  they  far  more 
Than  finest  gold  in  richest  store. 

5  Who  can  his  errors  know  ? 

From  secret  faults  me  cleanse ; 
Thy  servant  keep  thou  back 

From  all  presumptuous  sins ; 
Oh,  let  them  not  my  way  control, 
Nor  gain  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

6  Then  in  thy  righteous  \vay 

My  life  shall  upright  be ; 
I  shall  be  innocent — 

From  great  transgression  free ; 
Accept  my  words  and  thoughts  of  heart ; 
Lord  !  thou  my  strength  and  Saviour  art. 

361  H.  M. 

1  Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

From  God  is  all  my  aid — 
The  God  that  built  the  skies 
And  earth  and  nature  made ; 
God  is  the  tow^er 
To  which  I  fly ;  his  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide. 

And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears , 


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Those  wakeful  eyes, 
That  never  sleep,  shall  Israel  keep 
When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 

Nor  blasts  of  evening  air 
Shall  take  my  health  away 
If  God  be  with  me  there ; 
Thou  art  ray  sun, 
And  thou  my  shade,  to  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word 

To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath ; 
I'll  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die  till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  home. 


362  lOs  &  lis. 

1  Oh,  worship  the  King  all-glorious  above, 
Oh,  gratefully  sing  his  power  and  love ; 

Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  Oh,  tell  of  his  might,  oh,  sing  of  his  grace. 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy  space ; 
His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds 

form. 
And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the 

plains, 
And  sweetly  distills  in  the  dew  and  the  rains. 


240  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail ; 
Thy  mercies  how  tender!  how  firm  to  tlie  end! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Redeemer  and  Friend. 

363  s.  P.  M. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  state  maintains, 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned ; 
Arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  sovereign  might. 

And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Thy  promises  are  true. 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new ; 

There  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove ; 
Thy  saints  with  holy  fear 
Shall  in  thy  courts  appear. 

And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

364  C.  M. 

1  I  SING  the  almighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command. 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food  ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord !  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye ! 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread. 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky ! 


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5  There's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below 
But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

365  c.  M. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 

And  in  his  strength  rejoice ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight, 

And  psalms  of  honor  sing ; 
The  Lord 's  a  God  of  boundless  might. 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore  ; 

Come,  kneel  before  his  face : 
Oh,  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace ! 

4  Now  is  the  time ;  he  bends  his  ear. 

And  waits  for  your  request ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  swear, 
"  Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest." 

366  c.  M. 

1  Father  !  how  wide  thy  glory  shines ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 
By  thousand  through  the  skies. 

2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms. 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 
In  their  divinest  forms, 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known. 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
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242  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 
The  justice  or  the  grace. 

4  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

5  Oh,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart. 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

367  c-  M. 

1  O  THOU  my  soul,  bless  God  the  Lord, 

And  all  that  in  me  is, 
Oh,  be  stirred  up  his  holy  name 
To  magnify  and  bless. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  Lord  thy  God, 

And  not  forgetful  be 
Of  all  his  gracious  benefits 
He  hath  bestowed  on  thee. 

3  All  thy  iniquities  who  doth 

Most  graciously  forgive ; 
AVho  thy  diseases  ail  and  pains 
Doth  heal,  and  thee  relieve. 

4  Who  doth  redeem  thy  life  that  thou 

To  death  mayst  not  go  down ; 
AYho  thee  with  loving-kindness  doth, 
And  tender  mercies,  crown  ; 

6  Who  with  abundance  of  good  things 
Doth  satisfy  thy  mouth ; 
And  even  as  the  eagle's  age. 
He  hath  renewed  tliy  youth. 


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6  The  Lord  Jehovah  gracious  is, 

And  he  is  merciful, 
Long-suffering  and  slow  to  wrath, 
In  kindness  plentiful. 

7  Oh,  bless  and  magnify  the  Lord, 

Ye  glorious  hosts  of  his ; 

Ye  ministers  that  do  fulfill 

AVhate'er  his  pleasure  is. 

8  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  works, 

Wherewith  the  world  is  stored : 
In  his  dominions  everywhere, 
My  soul,  bless  thou  the  Lord. 

368  c.  M. 

1  Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name 

Of  our  eternal  King  ; 
Thrice  holy  Lord  !  the  angels  cry; 
Thrice  holy  !  let  us  sing. 

2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind 

Pay,  O  my  soul !  to  God  ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach ; 
A  broken  heart  shall  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou  holy  God !  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free  ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

369  c.  M. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 
His  wonders  to  perform  ; 


244  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

370  c.  M. 

1  Thy  way,  O  God !  is  in  the  sea, 

Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace. 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 
Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  'T  is  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will ; 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight ; 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

3  As  through  a  glass  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love ; 


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How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above ! 

4  With  rapture  I  shall  soon  survey 
Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

371  c.  M. 

1  Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys. 
Oh,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot 
Or  to  appoint  our  ways  ? 

2  Good  when  he  gives,  supremely  good, 

Nor  less  when  he  denies  ; 
E'en  crosses  from  his  sovereign  hand 
Are  blessings  in  disguise. 

3  Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love. 

So  constant  and  so  kind  ? 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 
Be  every  wish  resigned. 

4  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  divine. 

My  God  !  inscribe  my  name  ; 

There  let  it  fill  some  humble  place 

Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

372  c.  M. 

1  Keep  silence,  all  created  things. 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ; 
My  soul  stands  trembling  while  she  sings 
The  honors  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 
Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 


246  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

3  Chained  to  his  throne  a  volume  lieSj 

With  all  the  fates  of  men, 
With  every  angel's  form  and  size, 
Drawn  by  the  eternal  pen. 

4  His  providence  unfolds  his  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine: 
Each  opening  leaf  and  every  stroke 
Fulfills  some  deep  design. 

5  My  God !  I  would  not  long  to  see 

My  fate,  with  curious  eyes. 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me. 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

6  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  grace 

May  I  but  find  my  name 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place. 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 

373  c.  M. 

1  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  performed  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  wt  saw. 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known. 

His  works  of  power  and  grace, 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down. 
Through  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practice  his  commands. 


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374  c-  M. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  unto  all 

His  goodness  doth  declare, 
And  over  all  his  mighty  works 
His  tender  mercies  are. 

2  Thy  kingdom  shall  for  ever  stand, 

Thy  reign  through  ages  all ; 
God  raiseth  all  that  are  bowed  down 
Upholdeth  all  that  fall. 

3  The  eyes  of  all  things  wait  on  thee, 

Thou  Giver  of  all  good  ! 
And  thou  in  season  due  dost  give 
To  every  one  his  food. 

4  My  mouth  the  praises  of  the  Lord 

To  publish  shall  not  cease ; 
Let  all  flesh  join  his  holy  name 
For  evermore  to  bless. 

375  c.  M. 

1  O  God  !  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord 

And  everlasting  Father  art, 

By  all  the  earth  adored. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim. 
Continually  do  cry. 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway. 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company. 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light. 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 


248  GOD  THE  FATHER. 

5  The  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 
O  Lord !  confesses  thee, 
That  thou  the  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

376  c-  M. 

1  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years. 

Stands  present  in  thy  view ; 
To  thee  there 's  nothing  old  appears — • 
Great  God!  there's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn. 

And  vexed  with  trifling  cares, 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on, 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 

377  C.M. 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might. 

The  winds  obey  his  will ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves !  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar ; 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand. 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night!  your  force  combine; 

Without  his  high  behest 


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Ye  shall  not  in  the  mountain  pine 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar, 

In  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 
He  yokes  the  whirlwind  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations !  bend,  in  reverence  bend  ; 

Ye  monarchs  !  wait  his  nod. 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 

378  8S&73. 

1  Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation, 

Rest  beneath  the  Almighty's  shade ; 
In  his  secret  habitation 

Dwell,  nor  ever  be  dismayed  ; 

2  There  no  tumult  can  alarm  thee, 

Thou  shalt  dread  no  hidden  snare ; 
Guile  nor  violence  can  harm  thee. 
In  eternal  safeguard  there. 

3  From  the  sword,  at  noon-day  wasting, 

From  the  noisome  pestilence 
In  the  depth  of  midnight  blasting, 
God  shall  be  thy  sure  defence : 

4  Fear  not  now  the  deadly  quiver 

When  a  thousand  feel  the  blow ; 
Mercy  shall  thy  soul  deliver 

Though  ten  thousand  be  laid  low. 


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5  Since,  with  pure  and  warm  affection 

Thou  on  God  hast  set  thy  love, 
"With  the  wings  of  his  protection 
He  will  shield  thee  from  above ; 

6  Thou  shalt  call  on  him  in  trouble : 

He  will  hearken,  he  will  save ; 


250  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

Here,  for  grief,  reward  thee  double, 
Crown  with  life  beyond  the  grave. 

379  8s  &  7s. 

1  God  is  love ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove ; 
Bliss  he  wakes  and  woe  he  lightens ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays  and  ages  move ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above : 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

380  8s  &  7s. 

1  Praise  the  Lord  !  ye  heavens,  adore  him, 

Praise  him,  angels  in  the  height ; 

Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him ; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 

2  Praise  the  Lord !  for  he  hath  spoken  ; 

AVorlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed ; 
Laws  which  never  shall  be  broken 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord  !  for  he  is  glorious ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious, 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 


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4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim ; 
Heaven  and  earth  and  all  creation 
Laud  and  magnify  his  name. 

381  L.  M. 

1  O  God  !  thou  art  my  God  alone ; 

Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry, 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land  whose  springs  are  dry. 

2  Oh,  that  it  were  as  it  hath  been, 

When,  praying  in  the  holy  place. 
Thy  power  and  glory  I  have  seen. 

And  marked  the  footsteps  of  thy  grace. 

3  Yet  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze 

I  follow  hard  on  tliee,  my  God ! 
Thy  hand  unseen  upholds  my  ways, 
I  safely  tread  where  thou  hast  trod. 

4  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 

When  I  remember  on  my  bed. 
Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light, 
Thy  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

5  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love ; 

Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me ; 
For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above 

Or  what  on  earth  compared  with  thee  ? 

382  L.  M. 

1  O  Lord  !  how  full  of  sweet  content 
Our  years  of  pilgrimage  are  spent ! 
Where'er  we  dwell,  we  dwell  with  thee, 
In  heaven,  in  earth  or  on  the  sea. 

2  To  us  remains  nor  place  nor  time ; 
Our  country  is  in  every  clime ; 


252  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

We  can  be  calm  aucl  free  from  care 
On  any  shore,  since  God  is  there. 

3  While  place  we  seek  or  place  we  shun, 
The  soul  finds  happiness  in  none ; 
But  with  our  God  to  guide  our  way, 
'Tis  equal  joy  to  go  or  stay. 

4  Could  we  be  cast  where  thou  art  not. 
That  were  indeed  a  dreadful  lot ; 
But  regions  none  remote  we  call, 
Secure  of  finding  God  in  all. 

383  L.M. 

1  Praise,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 
To  him  that  earth's  foundation  laid ; 
Praise  to  the  God  whose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word ; 
And  there,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  Whence,  then,  should  doubts  and  fears  arise? 
Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes  ? 
Slowly,  alas !  our  mind  receives 

The  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 

4  Oh,  for  a  strong,  a  lasting  faith 

To  credit  what  the  Almighty  saith ! 
To  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own ! 

5  Then,  should  the  earth's  old  pillars  shake. 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break. 

Our  steady  souls  should  fear  no  more 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 


GOD  THE   FATHER.  253 

384  L-  M. 

1  God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints 

"When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade ; 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hurled 

Down  to  the  deep  and  buried  there, 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world, 
Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God, 
Life,  love  and  joy  still  gliding  through 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford. 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

5  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  on  his  truth  and  armed  with  power. 

385  L-  M. 

1  Lord  !  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days : 

Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue ; 
My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace. 

While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me ; 

Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  name ; 
I  sought  the  eternal  God,  and  he 
Has  not  exposed  my  hope  to  shame. 

3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 

My  secret  groan ings  reached  his  ears ; 


254  GOD   THE   FATHEE. 

He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 

And  calmed  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 

With  heavenly  joy  their  faces  shine ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 

Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine. 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 

Around  the  men  that  serve  the  Lord ; 
Oh,  fear  and  love  him,  all  his  saints ! 
Taste  of  his  grace  and  trust  his  word. 

386  L-  M. 

1  God  will  our  strength  and  refuge  prove, 

In  all  distress  a  present  aid  ; 
And  though  the  trembling  earth  remove, 
We  will  not  fear  or  be  dismayed ; 

2  Though  hills  be  cast  amid  the  sea, 

And  angry  billows  round  them  break, 
Though  waters  roar  and  troubled  be. 

And  mountains,  with  their  swelling,  shake. 

3  A  river  flows  whose  living  streams 

Make  glad  the  city  of  our  God, 
The  tents  where  heavenly  glory  beams. 
Where  God  most  high  hath  his  abode. 

4  God  has  in  her  his  dwelling  made. 

And  she  shall  nevermore  be  moved ; 
Her  God  shall  early  give  her  aid. 
As  he  her  help  hath  ever  proved. 

387  L-  M. 

1  No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock 
My  firm  affection.  Lord !  to  thee. 
For  thou  hast  always  been  my  rock, 
A  fortress  and  defence  to  me. 


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2  Thou  my  deliverer  art,  my  God ! 

My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power ; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad, 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower. 

3  To  thee  will  I  address  my  prayer 

To  whom  all  praise  we  justly  owe  ; 
So  shall  I  by  thy  watchful  care 
Be  guarded  safe  from  every  foe. 

4  Let  the  eternal  Lord  be  praised. 

The  rock  on  whose  defence  I  rest, 

To  highest  heavens  his  name  be  raised, 

Who  me  with  his  salvation  blessed. 

5  My  God !  to  celebrate  thy  fame 

My  grateful  voice  to  heaven  I'll  raise, 
And  nations,  strangers  to  thy  name. 
Shall  learn  to  sing  thy  glorious  praise. 

388  L.  M. 

1  Wait,  O  my  soul !  thy  Maker's  will ; 
Tumultuous  passions,  all  be  still ; 
Nor  let  a  murmuring  thought  arise ; 
His  ways  are  just,  his  counsels  wise. 

2  He  in  the  thickest  darkness  dwells. 
Performs  his  work,  the  cause  conceals ; 
And  though  his  footsteps  are  unknown, 
Judgment  and  truth  support  his  throne. 

3  In  heaven  and  earth,  in  air  and  seas. 
He  executes  his  wise  decrees ; 

And  by  his  saints  it  stands  confessed 
That  what  he  does  is  ever  best. 

4  Then,  O  my  soul !  submissive  wait. 
With  reverence  bow  before  his  seat ; 
And  'midst  the  terrors  of  his  rod 
Trust  in  a  wise  and  e^racious  God. 


256  GOD  THE   FATHER. 

389  L.  M. 

1  As  pants  the  hart  for  water-brooks, 

So  pants  my  soul,  0  God !  for  thee ; 
For  thee  it  thirsts,  to  thee  it  looks, 
And  longs  the  living  God  to  see. 

2  Oh,  why  art  thou  east  down,  ray  soul  ? 

And  what  should  so  disquiet  thee? 
Still  hope  in  God,  and  him  extol 

Whose  face  brings  saving  health  to  me. 

3  Deep  calls  to  deep  in  thunders  loud, 

Thy  waterspouts  repeat  the  call. 

Whilst  o'er  me  roll  the  billows  proud, 

And  all  thy  waves  upon  me  fall. 

4  Yet  shall  the  Lord  command  by  day 

His  loving-kindness,  and  his  song 

By  night  be  with  me ;  and  I  '11  pray 

To  him  who  doth  my  life  prolong. 

5  Oh,  why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

And  what  should  so  disquiet  thee  ? 
Still  hope  in  God,  and  him  extol 

Whose  face  brings  saving  health  to  me. 

390  L-  M. 

1  No  more,  my  God !  I  boast  no  more, 
Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done ; 
I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

'2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 

What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  loss ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  I  must  and  will  esteem 

All  things  but  loss  for  Jesus'  sake ; 


GOD   THE   FATHER.  257 

Oh,  may  my  soul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake. 

4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 

Dares  not  ajDpear  before  thy  throne, 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

391  L-  M. 

1  My  God !  permit  me  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee ; 
Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 

2  AVhy  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debase  my  heavenly  birth  ? 
Why  should  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour,  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense, 

One  sovereign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes,  withdrawn, 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone ; 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind. 

My  heaven,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

392  L.  M. 

1  I  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away — 

Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind ! 
False  as  the  smooth,  deceitful  sea, 
And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind. 

2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair ; 
And  while  I  listened  to  your  song 

Your  streams  had  e'en  conveyed  me  there. 
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258  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

3  Lord  !  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  warned  me  of  that  dark  abyss, 
That  drew  me  from  those  treacherous  seas, 
And  bade  me  seek  superior  bliss. 

4  Now,  to  the  shining  realms  above, 

I  stretch  my  hands  and  glance  mine  eyes ; 
Oh,  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  skies ! 

5  There,  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 

Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  last  abode. 
And  drown  the  sorrows  of  my  soul. 

393  L-  M. 

1  Show  pity,  Lord !  O  Lord !  forgive ; 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 

Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 

2  Oh,  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin. 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ; 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

3  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 
Lord  !  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

4  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death  ; 
And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord ! 
Whose  hope,  still  hovering  round  thy  word. 
Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 


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394  L.  M. 

1  A  liEOKEX  heart,  my  God !  my  King ! 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

2  My  soul  lies  hnmbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just; 
Look  down,  O  Lord !  with  pitying  eye, 
And  save  the  soul  condemned  to  die. 

3  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways ; 
Sinners  shall  learn  thy  sovereign  grace ; 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pardoning  God. 

4  Oh,  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue ; 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song, 

And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  rigliteousness. 

395  I-  M. 

1  O  THOU  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry ! 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

2  Create  my  nature  pure  within. 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart. 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

3  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light. 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  my  God  !  restore. 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fiill  no  more. 

4  Though  I  have  grieved  thy  Spirit,  Lord ! 
His  help  and  comfort  still  afford, 


260  GOD   THE  FATHER. 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

396  L-  M. 

1  With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh, 
A  trembling  sinner,  Lord  !  I  cry ; 
Thy  pardoning  grace  is  rich  and  free ; 
O  God !  be  merciful  to  me ! 

2  I  smite  upon  my  troubled  breast, 

With  deep  and  conscious  guilt  o^ipressed ; 
Christ  and  his  cross  my  only  plea ; 
O  God !  be  merciful  to  me ! 

3  Far  off  I  stand  with  tearful  eyes. 
Nor  dare  uplift  them  to  the  skies ; 
But  thou  dost  all  my  anguish  see ; 
O  God !  be  merciful  to  me ! 

4  Nor  alms,  nor  deeds  that  I  have  done, 
Can  for  a  single  sin  atone ; 

To  Calvary  alone  I  flee  ; 
O  God  !  be  merciful  to  me ! 

397  L-  M. 

1  Eeturx,  my  roving  heart !  return, 

And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  And  thou,  my  God !  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinct  surveys  each  deep  recess. 
In  these  abstracted  hours  draw  nigh. 
And  with  thy  presence  fill  the  place. 

3  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide, 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 


GOD   THE    FATHEK.  261 

4  Then,  with  the  visits  of  thy  love, 

Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer, 
Till  e^^ery  grace  shall  join  to  prove 
That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 

398  L-  M. 

1  When  at  thy  footstool,  Lord !  I  bend. 

And  plead  with  thee  for  mercy  there, 
Oh,  think  thou  of  the  sinner's  Friend, 
And  for  his  sake  receive  my  prayer. 

2  Oh,  think  not  of  my  shame  and  guilt, 

My  thousand  stains  of  deepest  dye ; 

Think  of  the  blood  which  Jesus  spilt. 

And  let  that  blood  my  pardon  buy. 

3  Think,  Lord !  how  I  am  still  thine  own. 

The  trembling  creature  of  thy  hand ; 
Think  how  my  heart  to  sin  is  prone. 
And  what  temptations  round  me  stand. 

4  Oh,  think  upon  thy  holy  word. 

And  every  plighted  promise  there  ; 
How  prayer  should  evermore  be  heard, 
And  how  thy  glory  is  to  spare. 

5  Oh,  think  not  of  my  doubts  and  fears, 

My  strivings  with  thy  grace  divine ; 
Think  upon  Jesus'  woes  and  tears. 
And  let  his  merits  stand  for  mine. 

6  Thine  eye,  thine  ear,  they  are  not  dull ; 

Thine  arm  can  never  shortened  be ; 
Behold  me  here  ;  my  heart  is  full ; 
Behold,  and  spare  and  succor  me ! 

399  L.  M.  6  lines. 
1  My  God !  I  leave  to  thee  my  ways ; 

I  hope  in  thee,  whate'er  betide, 


262  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

To  find  thee  in  the  evil  clays 

My  all-sufficient  Strength  and  Guide ; 
Who  trusts  in  God's  unchanging  love 
Builds  on  the  rock  that  naught  can  move. 

2  What  can  our  anxious  cares  avail, 

Our  never-ceasing  groans  and  sighs  ? 
What  can  it  help  us  to  bewail 

Each  painful  moment  as  it  flies  ? 
Our  cross  and  trials  do  but  press 
The  heavier  for  our  bitterness. 

3  Help  me  my  restless  heart  to  still, 

And  wait  in  cheerful  hope,  content 
To  take  wliate'er  thy  gracious  will. 

Thy  all-discerning  love,  hath  sent ; 
No  doubt  my  inmost  wants  are  known 
To  him  who  chose  me  for  his  own. 

4  Thou  know'st  when  joyful  hours  are  best. 

And  send'st  them  as  thou  seest  them  meet; 
When  I  have  borne  the  fiery  test, 

And  am  made  free  from  all  deceit, 
Thou  comest  to  me  all  unaware. 
And  makest  me  own  thy  loving  care. 

5  Help  me  to  swerve  not  from  thy  ways, 

But  do  my  own  part  fiiithfully. 
And  trust  thy  promises  of  grace. 

That  they  may  be  fulfilled  in  me ; 
Thou  never  wilt  forsake  at  need 
The  soul  that  trusts  in  thee  indeed. 

400  L.  M. 

1  I  ASKED  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
In  faith  and  love  and  every  grace, 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know. 
And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 


GOD   THE   FATHER.  263 

2  'T\vas  lie  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 

And  he,  I  trust,  has  answered  prayer ; 
But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way 
As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hoped  that  in  some  favored  hour 

At  once  he'd  answer  my  request, 

And  by  his  love's  constraining  power 

Subdue  my  sins  and  give  me  rest. 

4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 

The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart. 
And  let  the  angry  powers  of  hell 
Assault  my  soul  in  every  part. 

5  Yea,  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seemed 

Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe. 
Crossed  all  the  fair  designs  I  schemed. 
Blasted  my  gourds  and  laid  me  low. 

6  "  Lord !  why  is  this  ?"  I  trembling  cried  ; 

"  Wilt  thou  i)ursuo  thy  worm  to  death  ?" 
"'Tis  in  this  way,"  the  Lord  replied, 
"  I  answer  prayer  for  grace  and  faith. 

7  "  These  inward  trials  I  employ 

From  self  and  i)ride  to  set  thee  free. 
And  break  thy  schemes  of  earthly  joy. 
That  thou  mayest  seek  thine  all  in  me." 

401  L-  M. 

1  My  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord ! 

But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  of  past  distress  record 

When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind. 

2  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love 

AYhen  I  address  his  throne  by  day ; 
Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove ; 

The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 


264  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

3  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet, 

And  say,  "  My  God,  my  heavenly  Rock ! 
Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

The  soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke  V 

4  I  '11  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low ; 

Why  should  my  soul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord  and  praise  him  too ; 
He  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 

5  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still ; 

Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  hill, 
My  God  !  my  most  exceeding  joy ! 

402  G.  M. 

1  O  THOU  wliosc  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  huml)le  sigh, 
AVhose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  teara 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye ! 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said  "  Return"  ? 

8  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail 
To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
Oh,  let  not  this  dear  refuge  fail. 
This  only  safe  retreat. 

4  Oh,  shine  on  this  benighted  heart, 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine, 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joy  divine. 

403  CM- 

1  O  God  of  mercy !  hear  my  call, 
My  load  of  guilt  remove ; 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  265 

Break  down  this  separating  wall 
That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace ; 

Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
kShall  speak  aloud  thy  righteousness, 
And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 

3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slaiu, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone ; 
The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 
Sufficient  and  alone. 

4  A  soul  oppressed  with  sin's  desert 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise ; 
An  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 
Is  our  best  sacrifice. 

404  c.  M. 

1  How  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart 

Has  wandered  from  the  Lord ! 
How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart. 
Forgetful  of  his  word  ! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  calls  "  Return  !" 

Dear  Lord  !  and  may  I  come? 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn; 
Oh,  take  the  wanderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou,  yet  forgive, 

And  bid  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love? 

4  Almighty  grace !  thy  healing  power, 

How  glorious,  how  divine  ! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 


266  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

5  Thy  pardoning  love,  so  free,  so  sweet, 
Dear  Saviour !  I  adore ; 
Oh,  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 
And  let  me  rove  no  more. 

405  c-  M. 

1  Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress, 

The  borders  of  despair, 
I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  reach  thine  ear. 

2  Great  God !  should  thy  severer  eye 

And  thine  impartial  hand 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity. 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 

For  crimes  of  high  degree  ; 
Thy  Son  hath  bought  them  with  his  blood 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 

4  I  wait  for  thy  salvation.  Lord ! 

With  strong  desires  I  wait ; 
My  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  w^atching  at  thy  gate. 

5  Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies. 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  eyes, 

6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace ; 

And  more  intent  than  they. 
Meets  the  first  openings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day. 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust. 

Let  Israel  seek  his  face  ; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  just, 
And  plenteous  in  his  grace. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  267 

8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 
For  sinners  long  enslaved  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Sou, 
And  Israel  shall  be  saved. 


406  c.  M. 

1  In  thy  great  loving-kindness,  Lord  ! 

Be  merciful  to  me  ; 
In  thy  compassions  great  blot  out 
All  my  iniquity. 

2  Do  thou  with  hyssop  sprinkle  me, 

And  clean  I  then  sliall  be ; 
I  shall  be  whiter  than  the  snow 
When  I  am  washed  by  thee. 

3  Of  gladness  and  of  joyfulness 

Make  me  to  hear  the  voice, 
That  so  these  very  bones  which  thou 
Hast  broken  may  rejoice. 

4  All  my  iniquities  blot  out. 

My  sin  hide  from  thy  view ; 
Create  a  clean  heart.  Lord  !  in  me, 
A  spirit  right  renew. 

5  And  from  thy  gracious  presence.  Lord  ! 

Oh,  cast  me  not  away ; 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  utterly 
Take  not  from  me,  I  pray. 

6  The  joy  which  thy  salvation  brings 

Again  to  me  restore ; 
With  thy  free  Spirit,  oh,  do  thou 
Uphold  me  evermore. 

407  c.  M. 

1  I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, — 
He  bowed  to  hear  my  cry ; 


268  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

He  saw  me  resting  ou  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  raised  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 

Where,  mourning,  long  I  lay. 
And  from  my  bonds  released  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  song. 

4  I  '11  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  ; 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear; 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

6  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love! 
Thy  mercies.  Lord  !  how  great ! 
AVe  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

408  C.M. 

1  With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament. 

Here  at  thy  feet,  my  God ! 
;My  passion,  pride  and  discontent, 
And  vile  ingratitude. 

2  Sure,  there  was  ne'er  a  heart  so  base, 

So  false,  as  mine  has  been. 
So  faithless  to  its  promises. 
So  prone  to  every  sin. 

3  How  long,  dear  Saviour !  shall  I  feel 

These  struggles  in  my  breast  ? 
When  wilt  thou  bow  my  stubborn  will, 
And  give  my  conscience  rest  ? 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  269 

4  Break,  sovereign  grace!  oh,  break  the  charm, 
And  set  the  captive  free  ; 
Keveal,  Almighty  God  !  thine  arm, 
And  haste  to  rescue  me. 

409  C.  M. 

1  All  that  I  was — my  sin,  my  guilt, 

My  death — was  all  my  own ; 
All  that  I  am,  I  owe  to  thee, 
My  gracious  God !  alone. 

2  The  evil  of  my  former  state 

Was  mine,  and  only  mine ; 
The  good  in  which  I  now  rejoice 
Is  thine,  and  only  thine. 

3  The  darkness  of  my  former  state, 

The  bondage,  all  was  mine ; 
The  light  of  life,  in  which  I  walk. 
The  liberty,  is  thine. 

4  Thy  grace  first  made  me  feel  my  sin, 

It  taught  me  to  believe ; 
Then,  in  believing,  peace  I  found. 
And  now  I  live,  I  live. 

5  All  that  I  am,  e'en  here  on  earth, 

All  that  I  hope  to  be. 
When  Jesus  comes  and  glory  dawns, 
I  owe  it.  Lord !  to  thee. 

410  c-  M- 

1  Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God ! 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  shed  for  me ; 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne, 


270  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  An  humble,  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true  and  clean  ; 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within ! 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  filled  with  love  divine ; 
Perfect  and  right  and  pure  and  good, 
A  copy.  Lord !  of  thine. 

411  C.  M. 

1  Oh,  greatly  blessed  the  people  are 

The  joyful  sound  that  know  ; 
In  brightness  of  thy  face,  O  Lord ! 
They  ever  on  shall  go. 

2  They  in  thy  name  shall  all  the  day 

Rejoice  exceedingly ; 
And  in  thy  righteousness  shall  they 
Exalted  be  on  high  ; 

3  Because  the  glory  of  their  strength 

Doth  only  stand  in  thee ; 
And  in  thy  favor  shall  our  horn 
And  power  exalted  be. 

4  For  God  is  our  defence ;  he  will 

To  us  salvation  bring : 
The  holy  One  of  Israel 
Is  our  almighty  King. 

412  C-  M. 

1  There  is  a  safe  and  secret  place. 
Beneath  the  wings  divine, 
Keserved  for  all  the  heirs  of  grace ; 
Oh,  be  that  refuge  mine ! 


GOD    THE    FATHER.  271 

2  The  least  and  feeblest  there  may  bide. 

Uninjured  and  unawed ; 
While  thousands  fall  on  every  side, 
He  rests  secure  in  God. 

3  He  feeds  in  pastures,  large  and  fair, 

Of  love  and  truth  divine ; 

0  child  of  God  !  O  glory's  heir! 
How  rich  a  lot  is  thine ! 

4  A  hand  almighty  to  defend, 

An  ear  for  every  call. 
An  honored  life,  a  peaceful  end, 
And  heaven  to  crown  it  all ! 

413  c.  M. 

1  Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God ! 

Soon  as  I  know  thy  way. 
My  heart  makes  haste  to  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heavenly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice ; 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace 

1  set  before  mine  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 

And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways ; 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pardoning  grace. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  for  ever  thine ; 

Oh,  save  thy  servant,  Lord ! 
Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding-place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 


272  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

414  c.  M. 

1  Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill, 

And  fixed  as  mountaius  be, 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  soul  shall  rest 
That  leans,  O  Lord  !  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  so  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground ; 
As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 
That  every  saint  surround. 

3  Deal  gently.  Lord !  with  souls  sincere, 

And  lead  them  safely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  of  paradise, 
Where  Christ,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 

415  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still ! 
Oh,  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  down,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart ; 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Or  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design 
Nor  covetous  desires  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion.  Lord ! 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 

My  feet  too  often  slip  ; 
Yet,  since  I  've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wandering  sheep. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  273 

6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands — 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands 
OiFend  against  my  God. 

416  c.  M. 

1  My  God !  my  Father !  blissful  name ! 

Oh,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 
May  I  with  sweet  assurance  claim 
A  portion  so  divine  ? 

2  This  only  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly : 
What  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye? 

3  Whate'er  thy  providence  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  just  and  good  and  wise ; 
Oh,  bend  my  will  to  thine. 

4  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

Oh,  give  me  strength  to  bear ; 
And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

5  If  pain  and  sickness  rend  this  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart. 
Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 

6  My  God !  my  Father !  be  thy  name 

My  solace  and  my  stay ; 
Oh,  wilt  thou  seal  my  humble  claim, 
And  drive  my  fears  away  ? 

417  c.  M. 

1  My  God !  how  wonderful  thou  art ! 
Thy  majesty  how  bright ! 
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274  GOD  THE   FATHER. 

How  beautiful  thy  mercy-seat, 
In  depths  of  buriiiug  light ! 

2  How  dread  are  thine  eternal  years, 

0  everlasting  Lord  ! 
By  prostrate  spirits,  day  and  night, 
Incessantly  adored. 

3  How  beautiful,  how  beautiful. 

The  sight  of  thee  must  be, 
Thine  endless  wisdom,  boundless  power 
And  awful  purity ! 

4  Oh,  how  I  fear  tliee,  living  God ! 

With  deepest,  tenderest  feai*s, 
And  worship  thee  with  trembling  hope 
And  penitential  tears. 

5  Yet  I  may  love  thee  too,  O  Lord ! 

Almighty  as  thou  art, 
For  thou  hast  stooped  to  ask  of  me 
The  love  of  my  poor  heart. 

6  No  earthly  father  loves  like  thee, 

No  mother,  half  so  mild. 
Bears  and  forbears  as  thou  hast  done 
AVith  me,  thy  sinful  child. 

7  Father  of  Jesus,  love's  reward ! 

What  rapture  will  it  be. 
Prostrate  before  thy  throne  to  lie, 
And  ever  gaze  on  thee ! 

418  c.  M. 

1  Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 

"  Ye  children  1  seek  my  grace," 
My  heart  replied  without  delay, 
"I'll  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me. 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away ; 


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God  of  my  life !  I  fly  to  thee 
In  a  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear 

Leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief 

Had  not  my  soul  ])elieved, 

To  see  thy  grace  provide  relief; 

Nor  was  my  hope  deceived. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

419  c.  M. 

1  On,  could  I  find,  from  day  to  day, 

A  nearness  to  my  God, 
Then  should  my  hours  glide  sweet  away, 
Nor  sin  nor  fear  intrude. 

2  God  !  I  desire  with  thee  to  live 

Anew  from  day  to  day. 
In  joys  the  world  can  never  give, 
Nor  ever  take  away. 

3  O  Jesus !  come  and  rule  my  heart. 

And  make  me  wholly  thine, 
That  I  may  nevermore  depart, 
Nor  grieve  thy  love  divine. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  breath. 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  adore  ; 
And  when  my  flesh  dissolves  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  love  thee  more. 


276  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

420  CM. 

1  To  heaveu  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes ; 

There  all  my  hopes  are  hiicl ; 
The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  skies 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  steadfast  feet  shall  never  fall 

Whom  he  designs  to  keep ; 
His  ear  attends  the  softest  call ; 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  Israel !  rejoice,  and  rest  secure ; 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

4  No  scorching  sun  nor  sickly  moon 

Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite ; 
He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

5  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breath, 

Where  thickest  dangers  come ; 
Go  and  return,  secure  from  death. 
Till  God  commands  thee  home. 

421  c.  M. 

1  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  O  Lord  ! 

On  thee  I  fix  my  trust, 
Encouraged  by  thy  holy  word, 
A  feeble  child  of  dust. 

2  I  have  no  argument  beside, 

I  urge  no  other  plea ; 
And  'tis  enough  the  Saviour  died — 
The  Saviour  died  for  me. 

3  Mid  trials  heavy  to  be  borne, 

When  mortal  strength  is  vain, 
A  heart  with  grief  and  anguish  torn, 
A  body  racked  with  pain ; 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  277 

4  Ah !  what  could  give  the  sufferer  rest, 

Bid  every  murmur  flee, 
But  this,  the  witness  in  my  breast 
That  Jesus  died  for  me  ? 

5  And  when  thine  awful  voice  commands 

This  body  to  decay. 
And  life,  in  its  last  lingering  sands, 
Is  ebbing  fast  away, 

6  Then,  though  it  be  in  accents  weak, 

And  faint  and  tremblingly. 
Oh,  give  me  strength  in  death  to  speak, 
"  My  Saviour  died  for  me." 

422  c.  M. 

1  My  God  !  thy  service  well  demands 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ? 

2  Thine  arm  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Calmly  I  bowed  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear  faithful  breast. 
Pleased  to  obey  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour,  God  ! 

Did  I  my  soul  resign. 
In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

5  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave 

At  thy  command  I  come, 
Nor  would  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 


278  GOD    THE   FATHER. 

6  Where  thou  appointest  my  abode, 
There  would  I  choose  to  be, 
For  in  thy  presence,  death  is  life, 
And  eartli  is  heaven  with  thee. 


423  c-  M- 

1  Father  !  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sovereign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

2  "  Give  us  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  every  murmur  free  ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  us  live  to  thee. 

3  "  Let  the  sweet  hope  that  we  are  thine 

Our  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  our  journey  shine, 
And  crown  our  journey's  end." 

424  CM. 

1  Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 

In  silence  soft  and  sweet ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard, 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For,  lo !  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sounds  of  peace  convey  ; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 


GOD   THE   FATHER.  279 

4  By  all  its  joys  I  charge  my  heart 
To  grieve  his  love  uo  more, 
But  charmed  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

425  c.  M. 

1  O  Lord  !  my  best  desire  fulfill, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine, 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 
Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  ^vipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No  ;  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee, 
Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 
Or  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

4  Thy  favor  all  my  journey  through 

Thou  art  engaged  to  grant  ; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want. 

5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way ; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ? 
A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth. 

6  But,  ah  !  my  inmost  spirit  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

426  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  C4od, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 


280  GOD   THE    FATHER. 

A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove !  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest ! 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

427  c.  M. 

1  My  God !  't  is  to  thy  mercy-seat 

My  soul  for  shelter  flies ; 
'Tis  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat 
AVhen  storms  and  tempests  rise. 

2  My  cheerful  hojDC  can  never  die 

If  thou,  my  God  !  art  near ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector  and  my  Lord ! 

Thy  constant  aid  impart ; 


GOD   THE   FATHER.  281 

And  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

4  Oh,  never  let  my  soul  remove 
From  this  divine  retreat ; 
Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 

428  .        c-  M. 

1  Alas  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise, 

What  snares  beset  my  way ! 
To  heaven,  oh,  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears ! 
I  strive  against  my  foes  in  vain, 
I  sink  amid  my  fears. 

3  O  Lord !  increase  my  faith  and  hope 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail. 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up. 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

4  Oh,  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way. 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee. 

And  never,  never  let  me  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

429  ^'  ^^' 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God ! 

My  rising  soul  surveys. 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infaut  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 


282  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  nie  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

4  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ ; 
Nor  is  the  le&.st  a  cheerful  heart 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

5  Through  every  period  of  my  life 

Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue, 
And  after  death  in  distant  worlds 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

6  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 

A  joyful  song  I'll  raise; 
But  oh,  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

430  c.  M. 

1  Lord  !  when  my  raptured  thought  surveys 

Creation's  beauties  o'er, 
All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  my  soul  adore. 

2  Where'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes 

Thy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  their  source  divine. 

3  On  me  thy  providence  hath  shone 

With  gentle,  smiling  rays  ; 
Oh,  let  my  lips  and  life  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

4  All-bounteous  Lord !  thy  grace  impart ; 

Oh,  teach  me  to  improve 
Thy  gifts,  with  ever-grateful  lieart, 
And  crown  them  with  thv  love. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  283 

431  c.  M. 

1  O  THOU  whose  bounty  fills  my  cup 

With  every  blessing  meet ! 
I  give  thee  thanks  for  every  drop, 
The  bitter  and  the  sweet. 

2  I  praise  thee  for  the  desert  road, 

And  for  the  river  side, 
For  ail  thy  goodness  hath  bestowed, 
And  all  thy  grace  denied. 

3  I  thank  thee  both  for  smile  and  frown, 

And  for  the  gain  and  loss ; 
I  praise  thee  for  the  future  crown, 
And  for  the  i:>reseut  cross. 

4  I  bless  thee  for  the  glad  increase. 

And  for  the  waning  joy  ; 
And  for  this  strange,  this  settled  peace. 
Which  nothing  can  destroy. 

432  c.  M. 

1  Whilst  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 

And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed. 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear. 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 


284  GOD  THE  FATHER. 

5  When  gladness  wings  the  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye  without  a  tear 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 

433  c.  M. 

1  As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams 

When  heated  in  the  chase, 
So  pants  my  soul,  O  Lord!  for  thee, 
And  thy  refreshing  grace. 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God ! 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine ; 
Oh,  when  shall  I  behold  thy  face, 
Thou  Majesty  divine! 

3  I  sigh  to  think  of  happier  days, 

When  thou,  O  Lord !  wast  nigh, 
AVhen  every  heart  was  tuned  to  praise, 
And  none  more  blessed  than  I. 

4  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul? 

Trust  God,  and  thou  shalt  sing 
His  praise  again,  and  find  him  still 
Thy  health's  eternal  spring. 

434  c.  M. 

1  My  God !  the  covenant  of  thy  love 

Abides  for  ever  sure, 
And  in  its  matchless  grace  I  feel 
My  happiness  secure. 

2  Since  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become, 
Jesus  my  guardian  and  my  friend, 
And  heaven  my  final  home, 


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3  I  welcome  all  thy  sovereign  will, 

For  all  that  will  is  love ; 
And  when  I  know  not  what  thou  dost, 
I  wait  the  light  above. 

4  Thy  covenant,  in  the  darkest  gloom, 

Sliall  be  my  strength  and  stay, 
Shall  cheer  my  passage  to  the  tomb. 
And  guide  to  endless  day. 

435  c.  M. 

1  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Our  liope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast. 
And  our  eternal  home ! 

2  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood. 

Or  earth  received  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

3  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone, 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

5  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ! 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

436  c.  M. 

1  How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  0  Lord ! 
How  sure  is  their  defence ! 


286  GOD   THE    FATHER. 

Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 
Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care. 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When,  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire. 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command. 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears  and  deaths 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

437  c.  M. 

1  Sweet  is  the  raem'ry  of  thy  grace. 

My  God,  my  heavenly  King ! 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies ; 
Through  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines. 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food  ; 
Thy  liberal  hand  provides  their  meat. 
And  fills  their  mouth  with  good. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  287 

4  Creatures  with  all  tlielr  endless  race 
,Thy  power  aud  praise  proclaim; 
But  saints  who  taste  thy  richer  grace 
Delight  to  bless  thy  name. 

438  c.  M. 

1  God  !  ray  supporter  and  my  hope, 

My  help  for  ever  near, 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels,  Lord  !  shall  guide  my  feet 

Through  this  dark  wilderness. 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat. 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heaven  without  ray  God, 

'T  would  be  no  joy  to  rae, 
And  while  this  earth  is  my  abode 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  every  saint. 

439  c.  M. 

1  To  thee,  ray  Shepherd  and  ray  Lord, 

A  grateful  song  I'll  raise; 

Oh,  let  the  feeblest  of  thy  flock 

Atterapt  to  sing  thy  praise. 

2  My  life,  ray  joy,  ray  hope,  I  owe 

To  thy  araazing  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  comforts  here. 
And  nobler  bliss  above. 

3  To  thee  my  trembling  spirit  flies, 

With  sin  and  grief  oppressed ; 


288  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

Thy  gentle  voice  dispels  my  fears, 
And  lulls  my  cares  to  rest. 

4  Nay,  should  I  walk  through  death's  dark  vale 

With  double  horrors  spread, 
Thy  rod  would  guide  my  doubtful  steps 
And  guard  my  drooping  head. 

5  Lead  on,  dear  Shepherd !  led  by  thee, 

No  evil  shall  I  fear ; 
Soon  shall  I  reach  thy  fold  above. 
And  praise  thee  better  there. 

440  c.  M. 

1  Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul ! 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief. 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 
Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  every  pain  I  feel. 

3  But  oh,  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail. 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God !  where  shall  1  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust. 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Thy  mercy-seat  is  open  still. 

Here  let  my  soul  retreat ; 
With  humble  hope  attend  thy  will, 
And  wait  beneath  thy  feet. 


GOD    THE    FATHER.  289 

441  c.  M. 

1  O  God  of  Bethel !  by  Avhose  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed, 
Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led, 

2  Our  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace ; 
God  of  our  fathers !  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

3  Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

4  Oh,  spread  thy  covering  wings  around 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease. 
And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

5  Such  blessings,  from  thy  gracious  hand, 

Our  humble  prayers  implore  ; 
And  thou  shalt  be  our  chosen  God, 
Our  portion  evermore. 

442  c.  M. 

1  The  Lord 's  my  Shepherd,  I  '11  not  want ; 

He  makes  me  down  to  lie 
In  pastures  green  ;  he  leadeth  me 
The  quiet  waters  by. 

2  My  soul  he  doth  restore  again, 

And  me  to  walk  doth  make 
Within  the  paths  of  righteousness, 
E'en  for  his  own  name's  sake. 

3  Yea,  though  I  walk  in  death's  dark  vale, 

Yet  will  I  fear  no  ill, 
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290  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

For  thou  art  with  me,  and  thy  rod 
And  staff  me  comfort  still. 

4  Goodness  and  mercy  all  my  life 
Shall  surely  follow  me, 
And  in  God's  house  for  evermore 
My  dwelling-place  shall  be. 

443  c-  M- 

1  The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord, 

Vouchsafes  to  be  my  guide. 
The  shepherd  by  whose  constant  care 
My  wants  are  all  supplied. 

2  In  tender  grass  he  makes  me  feed, 

And  gently  there  repose  ; 
Then  leads  to  cooling  shades,  and  where 
Refreshing  water  flows. 

3  He  does  my  wandering  soul  reclaim. 

And  to  his  endless  praise 
Instruct  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
In  his  most  righteous  ways. 

4  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 

From  fear  and  danger  free. 
For  there  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 
Defend  and  comfort  me. 

5  Since  God  doth  thus  his  wondrous  love 

Through  all  my  life  extend, 
That  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 
And  in  his  service  spend. 

444  s.  M. 

1  When,  overwhelmed  with  grief. 
My  heart  within  me  dies. 
Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 


GOD   THE   FATHEE.  291 

2  Oh,  lead  me  to  the  rock 

That 's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wiugs 
My  shelter  aud  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence.  Lord  ! 

For  ever  I  '11  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  "svhere  I  hide. 

4  Tliou  givcst  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

445  s.  M. 

1  Let  sinners  take  their  course. 

And  choose  the  road  to  death, 
But  in  the  worship  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne 

When  morning  brings  the  light, 
I  seek  his  blessing  every  noon. 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God  ! 
While  sinners  perish  in  surprise. 
Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 

4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease. 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

5  But  I,  with  all  my  cares. 

Will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
I'll  cast  my  burden  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 


292  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 
The  children  of  his  love ; 
The  ground  on  ,vhich  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 

446  s.  M. 

1  Give  to  the  W'inds  thy  fears ; 

Hope,  and  be  undismayed ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way ; 
Wait  thou  his  time ;  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  eud  in  joyous  day. 

3  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart? 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down  ? 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart. 
Bid  every  care  be  gone. 

4  What  though  thou  rulest  not? 

Yet  heaven  and  earth  and  hell 
Proclaim  God  sitteth  on  the  throne 
And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

447  s.  M. 

1  Have  mercy,  Lord !  on  me, 

As  thou  wert  ever  kind ; 
Let  me,  oppressed  w^ith  loads  of  guilt. 
Thy  wonted  mercy  find. 

2  Against  thee.  Lord !  alone. 

And  only  in  thy  sight. 
Have  I  transgressed,  and  though  condemned 
Must  own  thy  judgment  right. 

3  Blot  out  my  crying  sins, 

Nor  me  in  anger  view ; 


GOD    THE    FATHER.  293 

Create  in  me  a  heart  that's  clean, 
An  upright  mind  renew. 

4  Withdraw  not  thou  thy  help, 

Nor  cast  me  from  thy  sight ; 
Nor  let  thy  Holy  Spirit  take 
His  everlasting  flight. 

5  The  joy  thy  favor  gives 

Let  me,  O  Lord  !  regain, 
And  thy  free  Spirit's  firm  supj^ort 
My  fainting  soul  sustain. 

448  s.  M. 

1  And  shall  I  sit  alone. 

Oppressed  with  grief  and  fear. 
To  God  my  Father  make  my  moan, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  ? 

2  If  he  my  Father  be. 

His  pity  he  will  show. 
From  cruel  bondage  set  me  free, 
And  inward  peace  bestow. 

3  If  still  he  silence  keep, 

'Tis  but  my  faith  to  try ; 
He  knows  and  feels  whene'er  I  weep, 
And  softens  every  sigh. 

4  Then  will  I  humbly  wait, 

Nor  once  indulge  despair ; 
My  sins  are  great,  but  not  so  great 
As  his  compassions  are. 

449  s.  M. 

1  Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  sure  truth  and  tender  care, 
Who  earth  and  heaven  commands. 


294  GOD   THE   FATHEE. 

2  Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 

Whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 
He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

3  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 
So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 

4  No  profit  canst  thou  gain 

By  self-consuming  care; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause ;  his  ear 
Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

5  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command  ; 
So  shalt  thou  wondering  own  his  way. 
How  wise,  how  strong  his  hand. 

450  s.  M. 

1  My  God,  my  life,  my  love ! 

To  thee,  to  thee  I  call ; 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove. 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  angels  owe  their  bliss ; 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

3  Not  all  the  harps  above 

Can  make  a  heavenly  i3lace 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

4  Nor  earth  nor  all  the  sky 

Can  one  delight  afford. 
No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  presence.  Lord ! 


GOD   THE   FATHER.  295 

5  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll, 
The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

451  J5.  M. 

1  I  LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 

My  trust  is  in  his  name ; 
Let  not  my  foes  that  seek  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 

2  From  the  first  da^vning  light 

Till  the  dark  evening  rise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord  !  I  wait 
With  ever-longing  eyes. 

3  Remember  all  thy  grace, 

And  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 

4  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind  ; 

The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways, 
And  every  huml)le  sinner  find 
The  methods  of  his  grace. 

5  For  his  own  goodness'  sake 

He  saves  my  soul  from  shame ; 
He  pardons,  though  my  guilt  l)e  great. 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

452  S.  M. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands, 

How  kind  his  precepts  are ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  Beneath  his  powerful  sway 

His  saints  securely  dwell  ] 


296  GOD   THE    FATHER. 

That  hand  which  bears  all  nature  up 
Will  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day  ; 
I'll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 


453  S.  M. 

1  It  is  thy  hand,  my  God  ! 

My  sorrow  comes  from  thee ; 
I  bow  beneath  thy  chastening  rod, 
'Tis  love  that  bruises  me. 

2  I  would  not  murmur,  Lord ! 

Before  thee  I  am  dumb ; 
Lest  I  should  breathe  one  murm'ring  word, 
To  thee  for  help  I  come. 

3  My  God !  thy  name  is  Love ; 

A  Father's  hand  is  thine  ; 
AVith  tearful  eyes  I  look  above, 
And  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  mine !" 

4  I  know  thy  will  is  right. 

Though  it  may  seem  severe ; 

Thy  path  is  still  unsullied  light, 

Though  dark  it  may  appear. 

5  Jesus  for  me  hath  died  ; 

Thy  Son  thou  didst  not  spare ; 
His  pierced  hands,  his  bleeding  side. 
Thy  love  for  me  declare. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  297 

6  Here  my  poor  heart  can  rest ; 
My  God !  it  cleaves  to  thee ; 
Thy  will  is  love  ;  thine  end  is  blest ; 
AH  ^York  for  good  to  me. 

454  S-  M- 

1  Behold  what  wondrous  grace 

The  Father  hath  bestowed 

On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 

To  call  them  sons  of  God ! 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing 

That  we  should  be  unknown  ; 
The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  must  be  made ; 
But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divhie 

iNIay  trials  well  endure. 
May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ,  the  Lord,  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Fathers  love 

I  share  a  filial  part, 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne  ; 
Our  foith  shall  "Abba,  Father  1"  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

455  s.  M. 

1  My  God !  permit  my  tongue 
This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine, 


298  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirsty,  fainting  soul 

Thy  mercy  doth  implore ; 
Not  travelers  in  desert  lands 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 

3  For  life,  without  thy  love, 

No  relish  can  afford  ; 
No  joy  can  be  compared  to  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

4  In  w^akeful  hours  at  night 

I  call  my  God  to  mind ; 
I  think,  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 
And  all  thy  dealings  kind ! 

5  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help. 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies, 
And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
My  cheerful  hope  relies. 

6  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps ; 
I  follow  where  my  Father  leads. 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 

45(5  s.  M. 

1  A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age. 

My  calling  to  fulfill. 
Oh,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  w'ill. 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  299 

Aud  oh,  tliy  servant,  Lord !  prepurc 
A  strict  account  to  give. 

4  Help  me  to  watcli  and  pray. 
And  on  thyself  rely. 
Assured,  if  I  ray  trust  betray, 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 

457  S-M. 

1  Is  this  the  kind  return, 

Are  these  the  thanks  we  owe, 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ? 

2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 

Hath  sin  reduced  our  mind  ! 
AVhat  strange,  rebellious  wretches  we. 
And  God  as  strangely  kind  ! 

3  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God  ! 

And  mould  our  souls  afresh  ; 
Break,  sovereign  grace !  these  hearts  of  stone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 

4  Let  past  ingratitude 

Provoke  our  weeping  eyes. 
And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arise. 

458  s.  M.' 

1  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land. 

We  are  not  far  from  home. 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above 
We  every  moment  come. 


300  GOD   THE    FATHER. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  things  nor  things  to  come 
Shall  ([ueneh  the  spark  divine. 

4  When  we  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
Then  is  the  time  to  trust  our  God, 
And  rest  upon  his  name. 

5  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  his  control ; 
His  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

6  Blest  is  the  man,  O  God  ! 

That  stays  himself  on  thee; 
Who  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord! 
Shall  thy  salvation  see. 

459  s.  M. 

1  iMiNE  eyes  and  my  desire 

Are  ever  to  the  Lord  ; 
I  love  to  plead  his  jn'omises 
And  rest  u})on  his  word. 

2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul, 

Bring  thy  salvation  near  ; 
When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 
Out  of  the  deadly  snare? 

3  When  shall  the  sovereign  grace 

Of  my  forgiving  God 
Ilestore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod? 

4  Oh,  keep  my  soul  from  death, 

Nor  put  my  hope  to  sliame ; 
For  I  have  placed  my  only  trust 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  301 

460  s.  M. 

1  With  humble  heart  and  tongue, 

My  God !  to  thee  I  pray  ; 
Oh,  bring  nie  now,  while  I  am  young, 
To  thee,  the  living  way. 

2  Make  an  unguarded  youth 

The  object  of  thy  care ; 
Help  me  to  choose  the  way  of  truth 
And  flee  from  every  snare. 

3  My  heart,  to  folly  prone. 

Renew  by  power  divine ; 
Unite  it  to  thyself  alone. 
And  make  me  wholly  thine. 

4  Oh,  let  thy  word  of  grace 

My  warmest  thoughts  employ  ; 
Be  this  through  all  my  following  days 
My  treasure  and  my  joy. 

4G1  C.  M.  G  lines. 

1  Father  !  I  know  that  all  my  life 

Is  portioned  out  for  me  ; 
The  changes  that  will  surely  come 

I  do  not  fear  to  see ; 
I  ask  thee  for  a  present  mind, 

Intent  on  pleasing  thee. 

2  I  ask  thee  for  a  thoughtful  love, 

Through  constant  watching  wise, 
To  meet  the  glad  with  joyful  smiles, 

And  wipe  the  weeping  eyes ; 
A  heart  at  leisure  from  itself 

To  soothe  and  sympathize. 

3  I  ask  thee  for  the  daily  strength 

To  none  that  ask  denied, 


302  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

A  miud  to  blend  with  outward  life 

While  kee})iDg  at  thy  side, 
Content  to  fill  a  little  space, 

If  thou  be  glorified. 

4  And  if  some  things  I  do  not  ask 
Among  ray  blessings  be, 
I'd  have  my  spirit  filled  the  more 

With  grateful  love  to  thee ; 
More  careful  not  to  serve  thee  much, 
But  please  thee  perfectly. 
4g2  C.  M.  G  lines. 

1  Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 

Above  that  dome  of  sky, 
Farther  than  thought  itself  can  flee. 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high  ; 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thought  to  me 

That  thou,  my  God  !  art  nigh — 

2  Art  nigh,  and  yet  my  laboring  mind 

Feels  after  thee  in  vain, 
Thee  in  these  works  of  power  to  find 

Or  to  thy  seat  attain  ; 
Thy  messenger,  the  stormy  wind, 

Thy  path,  the  trackless  main. 

3  These  speak  of  thee  with  loud  acclaim ; 

They  thunder  forth  thy  praise. 
The  glorious  honor  of  thy  name. 

The  wonders  of  thy  ways ; 
But  thou  art  not  in  tempest-flame, 

Nor  in  the  solar  blaze. 

4  We  hear  thy  voice  when  thunders  roll 

Through  the  wild  fields  of  air ; 
The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control ; 

Yet  still  thou  art  not  there : 
Where  shall  I  find  him,  O  my  soul ! 

Who  yet  is  everywhere  ? 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  303 

5  Oh,  not  in  circling  depth  or  height. 

But  in  the  conscious  breast. 
Present  to  faith,  though  veiled  from  sight, 

There  does  his  Spirit  rest ; 
Oh,  come,  thou  Presence  infinite! 

And  make  thy  creature  blest. 

463  7s, 

1  Gently,  gently,  lay  thy  rod 
On  my  sinful  head,  O  God ! 
Stay  thy  wrath,  in  mercy  stay, 
Lest  I  sink  before  its  sway. 

2  Heal  me,  for  my  flesh  is  weak ; 
Heal  me,  for  thy  grace  I  seek ; 
This  my  only  plea  I  make, 
Heal  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake. 

3  Who,  within  the  silent  grave, 
Shall  proclaim  thy  power  to  save  ? 
Lord  !  my  sinking  soul  reprieve ; 
Speak,  and  I  shall  rise  and  live. 

4  Lo !  he  comes,  he  heeds  my  plea ; 
Lo !  he  comes,  the  shadows  flee ; 
Glory  round  me  dawns  once  more ; 
Rise,  my  spirit,  and  adore. 

464  73. 

1  Lord  !  for  ever  at  thy  side, 

Let  my  place  and  portion  be  ; 
Strip  me  of  the  robe  of  pride ; 
Clothe  me  with  humility. 

2  Meekly  may  my  soul  receive 

All  thy  Spirit  hath  revealed ; 
Thou  hast  spoken — I  believe, 

Though  the  prophecy  were  sealed. 


304  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

3  Quiet  as  a  weaned  child, 

Weaned  from  the  mother's  breast, 
By  no  subtlety  beguiled, 

On  thy  faithful  word  I  rest.. 

4  Saints  !  rejoicing  evermore. 

In  the  Lord  Jehovah  trust ; 
Him  in  all  his  ways  adore. 
Wise  and  wonderful  and  just. 

465  7s. 

1  Father  of  eternal  grace ! 

Glorify  thyself  in  me  ; 
Meekly  beaming  in  my  face 
May  the  world  thine  image  see. 

2  Happy  only  in  thy  love, 

Poor,  unfriended  or  unknown  ; 
Fix  my  thoughts  on  things  above, 
Stay  my  heart  on  thee  alone. 

3  Humble,  holy,  all  resigned 

To  thy  will — thy  will  be  done ! 
Give  me.  Lord  !  the  perfect  mind 
Of  thy  well-beloved  Son. 

4  Counting  gain  and  glory  loss, 

May  I  tread  the  path  he  trod ; 
Die  with  Jesus  on  the  cross, 

Kise,  with  him,  to  thee,  my  God ! 

466  7s. 

1  Heavenly  Father !  to  whose  eye 
Future  things  unfolded  lie, 
Through  the  desert  where  I  stray, 
Let  thy  counsels  guide  my  way. 

2  Lord !  uphold  me  day  by  day. 
Shed  a  light  upon  my  way ; 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  305 

Guide  me  through  perplexing  snares, 
Care  for  me  in  all  my  cares. 

8  All  I  ask  for  i^  enough ; 
Only  when  the  way  is  rough 
Let  thy  rod  and  staff  impart 
Strength  and  courage  to  my  heart. 

4  Should  thy  wisdom,  Lord  !  decree 
Trials  long  and  sharp  for  me, 
Pain  or  sorrow,  care  or  shame, 
Father !  glorify  thy  name. 

5  Let  me  neither  faint  nor  fear. 
Feeling  still  that  thou  art  near ; 
In  the  course  my  Saviour  trod, 
Tending  still  to  thee,  my  G od ! 

467  7s. 

1  Lord  !  I  cannot  let  thee  go 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow  ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent,  pressing  case. 

2  Once  a  sinner  near  despair 
Sought  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer ; 
Mercy  heard,  and  set  him  free ; 
Lord !  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

3  Thou  hast  helped  in  every  need ; 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead ; 
After  so  much  niercy  past. 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

4  No ;  I  must  maintain  my  hold ; 
'T  is  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold ; 
I  can  no  denial  take 

AVheu  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 
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306  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

468  7S. 

1  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord, 
Only  lean  upon  his  word ; 

Thou  wilt  soon  have  cause  to  bless 
His  eternal  faithfulness. 

2  He  sustains  thee  by  his  hand, 
He  enables  thee  to  stand  ; 

Those  whom  Jesus  once  hath  loved 
From  his  grace  are  never  moved. 

3  Heaven  and  earth  may  pass  away, 
God's  free  griice  shall  not  decay  ; 
He  hath  promised  to  fulfill 

All  the  pleasure  of  his  will. 

4  Jesus!  Guardian  of  thy  flock. 
Be  thyself  our  constant  Kock  ; 
Make  us,  by  thy  powerful  hand, 
Strong  as  Siou's  mountain  stand. 

469  7s. 

1  To  thy  pastures,  ftiir  and  large, 
Heavenly  Shepherd  !  lead  thy  charge ; 
And  my  couch  with  tenderest  care 
'Midst  the  springing  grass  prepare. 

2  When  I  faint  with  summer's  heat, 
Thou  shalt  guide  my  weary  feet 
To  the  streams  that,  ^till  and  slow, 
Through  the  verdant  meadows  flow. 

3  Safe  the  dreary  vale  I  tread. 

By  the  shades  of  death  o'erspread  ; 
By  thy  rod  and  staflJ*  supplied. 
This  my  guard,,  and  that  my  guide. 

4  Constant,  to  my  latest  end. 
Thou  my  footsteps  shalt  attend, 
And  shalt  bid  thy  hallowed  dome 
Yield  me  an  eternal  home. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  307 

470  73. 

1  Peaise  the  Lord,  his  glories  show, 
Saiuts  within  his  courts  below, 
Angels  round  his  throne  above. 
All  that  see  and  share  his  love! 

2  Earth  to  heaven,  and  heaven  to  earth, 
Tell  his  wonders,  sing  his  worth  ; 
Age  to  age,  and  shore  to  shore, 
Praise  him,  praise  him,  evermore ! 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  his  meroies  trace ; 
Praise  his  providence  and  grace — 
All  that  he  for  man  hath  done, 
All  he  sends  us  through  his  Sou. 

4  Strings  and  voices,  hands  and  hearts. 
In  the  concert  bear  your  parts; 

All  that  breathe,  your  Lord  adore  ; 
Praise  him,  praise  him,  evermore ! 

471  7.. 

1  Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord, 

To  his  gracious  })romise  flee, 
Laying  hold  upon  his  word  : 

"As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  If  the  sorrows  of  thy  case 

Seem  peculiar  still  to  thee, 
God  has  promised  needful  grace : 
"As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Days  of  trial,  days  of  grief, 

In  succession  thou  mayest  see ; 
This  is  still  thy  sweet  relief: 

"As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  Rock  of  ages!  I'm  secure. 

With  thy  promise,  full  and  free, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure  : 

"As  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be." 


308  GOD   THE   FATHER. 

472  8s  &  6s. 

1  When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God 

In  trial's  fearful  hour, 
Bow,  all-resigned,  beneath  his  rod, 

And  bless  his  sparing  power, 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 

2  Then  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave; 

Still  blessed  when  it  takes ; 
Blessed  be  he  who  smites  to  save, 

Who  heals  the  heart  he  breaks ; 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  his  ways 
Whom  heaven  adores  and  death  obeys. 

473  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah  ! 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land; 
I  am  weak,  l)ut  thou  art  mighty, 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  ; 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside ; 
Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


GOD   THE   FATHER.  309 

^y^j.  6s  &  4s. 

1  Nearer,  my  God !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 
E'en  though  it  be  a  cross 

That  raiseth  me ! 
Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

2  Though  like  the  wanderer, 

The  sun  gone  down, 
Darkness  be  over  me. 

My  rest  a  stone. 
Yet  in  my  dreams  I'd  be 
Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

3  There  let  the  way  appear, 

Steps  unto  heaven ; 
All  that  thou  sendest  me, 

In  mercy  given ; 
Angels  to  beckon  me 
Nep.rer,  my  God !  to  thee, 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

4  Then,  with  my  waking  thoughts 

Bright  with  thy  praise. 
Out  of  my  stony  griefs 

Bethel  I  '11  raise ; 
So  by  my  woes  to  be 
Nearer,  my  God !  to  thee. 

Nearer  to  thee ! 

5  Or  if,  on  joyful  wing 

Cleaving  the  sky, 
Sun,  moon  and  stars  forgot. 
Upward  I  fly. 


310  GOD   TlIE    FATHER. 

Still  all  my  song  shall  be, 
Nearer,  my  God  I  to  thee, 
Nearer  to  thee! 

475  '^^'  ^  lines. 

1  Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God, 

They  are  bought  with  Christ's  own  blood  ; 
They  are  ransomed  from  the  grave ; 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have ; 
AVith  them  numbered  may  we  be 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

2  They  are  justified  by  grace. 
They  enjoy  the  Saviour's  peace ; 
All  their  sins  are  washed  away  ; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  day ; 
With  them  numl^ered  may  we  be 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

3  They  are  lights  upon  the  earth, 
Children  of  a  heavenly  birth  ; 
One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one. 
Glory  is  in  them  begun  ; 

With  them  numbered  may  we  be 
Here  and  in  eternity. 

47(5  7s,  6  lines. 

1  QriET,  Lord  !  my  froward  heart, 

Make  me  teachable  and  mild. 
Upright,  simple,  free  from,  art, 

Make  me  as  a  weaned  child  ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  w^ith  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  today  provide 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide 
Calmly  to  thy  wiodom  leave ; 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  311 

'Tis  enough  that  thou  wilt  care; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he 's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  move  a  step  alone, 
Let  rae  thus  with  thee  abide. 
As  my  Father,  Guard  and  Guide. 

477  7s,  6  lines. 

1  Chosen  not  for  good  in  me, 
Wakened  up  from  wratli  to  flee. 
Hidden  in  the  Saviour's  side. 
By  the  Spirit  sanctified, 

Teach  me,  Lord !  on  earth  to  show 
By  my  love  how  much  I  owe. 

2  Oft  I  walk  beneath  the  cloud, 
Dark  as  midnight's  gloomy  shroud  ; 
But  when  fear  is  at  tlie  height, 
Jesus  comes,  and  all  is  light; 
Blessed  Jesus !  bid  me  sliow 
Doubting  saints  how  much  I  owe. 

3  Oft  the  nights  of  sorrow  reign, 
Weeping,  sickness,  sighing,  pain ; 
But  a  night  thine  anger  burns. 
Morning  comes,  and  joy  returns ; 
God  of  comforts !  bid  me  show 
To  thy  poor  how  much  I  owe. 

4  When  in  flowery  paths  I  tread, 
Oft  by  sin  I  'm  captive  led  ; 
Oft  I  fall,  but  still  arise, 
Jesus  comes,  the  tempter  flies  ; 
Blessed  Jesus  !  bid  me  show 
Weary  sinners  all  I  owe. 


31 Z  GOD   THE    FATHER. 

478  7s,  6  lines. 

1  When  this  passing  world  is  done, 
When  has  sunk  yon  glorious  sun, 
When,  from  off  the  mount  of  God, 
We  review  the  path  we '  ve  trod. 
Then,  Lord !  shall  I  fully  know — 
Not  till  then — how  much  I  owe ! 

2  When  I  hear  the  wicked  call 
On  the  rocks  and  hills  to  fall, 
When  I  see  them  start  and  shrink 
On  the  fiery  deluge  brink. 
Then,  Lord !  shall  I  fully  know — 
Not  till  then — how  much  I  owe ! 

3  When  I  stand  before  the  throne 
Clothed  in  beauty  not  my  own, 
When  I  see  thee  as  thou  art. 
Love  thee  with  unsinning  heart. 
Then,  Lord !  shall  I  fully  know — 
Not  till  then — how  much  I  owe ! 

4  When  the  praise  of  heaven  I  hear, 
Loud  as  thunders  to  the  ear. 
Loud  as  many  waters'  noise. 
Sweet  as  harps'  melodious  voice. 
Then,  Lord  !  shall  I  fully  know — • 
Not  till  then — how  much  I  owe ! 


7s  & 


SoMETi]\[ES  a  light  surprises 

The  Christian  while  he  sings 
It  is  the  Lord,  who  rises 

With  healing  in  his  wings  ; 
When  comforts  are  declining. 

He  grants  the  soul  again 
A  season  of  clear  shining, 

To  cheer  it  after  rain. 


GOD   THE    FATHER.  313 

2  In  holy  contemplation 

We  sweetly  then  pursue 
The  theme  of  God's  salvation, 

And  find  it  ever  new  ; 
S^  free  from  present  sorrow, 

We  cheerfully  can  say, 
Let  the  unknown  to-morrow 

Bring  with  it  what  it  may, 

3  It  can  briuo;  -with  it  nothinf): 

But  he  will  bear  us  through ; 
Who  gives  the  lilies  clothing 

Will  clothe  his  people  too ; 
Beneath  the  spreading  heavens 

No  creature  but  is  fed  ; 
And  he  who  feeds  the  ravens 

Will  give  his  children  bread. 

4  Though  vine  nor  fig  tree  neither 

Their  wonted  fruit  should  bear, 
Though  all  the  fields  should  wither. 

Nor  flocks  nor  herds  be  there  ; 
Yet  God  the  same  abiding, 

His  praise  shall  tune  my  voice. 
For  while  in  him  confiding 

I  cannot  but  rejoice. 

480  7s  &  6s. 

1  I  KNOW  no  life  divided, 

O  Lord  of  life  !  from  thee  ; 
In  thee  is  life  provided 

For  all  mankind,  for  me; 
I  know  no  death,  O  Jesus ! 

Because  I  live  in  thee ; 
Thy  death  it  is  which  frees  us 
From  death  eternally. 


314  GOD    THE   FATHER. 

2  I  fear  no  tribulatiou, 

Since,  whatsoe'er  it  be, 
It  makes  no  separation 

Between  my  Lord  and  me ; 
If  thou,  my  God  and  Teacher ! 

Vouchsafe  to  be  my  own, 
Though  poor,  I  shall  be  richer 

Thau  monarch  on  his  throne. 

3  Lord !  with  this  truth  impress  me, 

And  write  it  on  my  heart. 
To  comfort,  cheer  and  bless  me, 

That  thou  my  Saviour  art ; 
Without  thy  love  to  guide  me 

I  shf^ild  be  wholly  lost ; 
The  floods  would  quickly  hide  me, 

On  life's  wide  ocean  tossed. 

481  8 

1  Encompassed  with  clouds  of  distress, 

Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign, 
I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face. 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine ; 
Disheartened  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load ; 
All  plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 

2  If  sometimes  I  strive  as  I  mourn 

My  hold  on  thy  promise  to  keep, 
The  billows  more  fiercely  return. 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep ; 
O'erwhelmed  and  cast  out  from  thy  sight, 

The  tempter  suggests  in  that  hour 
The  Lord  has  forgotten  me  quite, 

My  God  will  be  gracious  no  more. 


GOD    THE    FATHER.  315 

3  Shine,  Lord !  and  my  terrors  shall  cease ; 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply ; 
And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, 

The  Rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 
Almighty  to  rescue  thou  art ; 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tower ; 
Oh,  gladden  my  desolate  heart ; 

Let  this  be  the  day  of  thy  power. 

482  8s  &  4s. 

1  My  God,  my  Father !  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home  on  life's  rough  way, 
Oh,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say. 

Thy  will  be  done ! 

2  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved,  no  longer  nigh  ? 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply. 

Thy  will  be  done  1 

3  Though  thou  hast  called  me  to  resign 
What  most  I  prized,  it  ne'er  was  mine; 
I  have  but  yielded  what  was  thine ; 

Thy  will  be  done ! 

4  Should  grief  or  sickness  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

My  Father !  still  I  strive  to  say. 
Thy  will  be  done ! 

5  Let  but  my  fainting  heart  be  blest 
With  thy  sweet  Spirit  for  its  guest : 
My  God !  to  thee  I  leave  the  rest ; 

Thy  will  be  done ! 

6  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day ; 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
All  tliat  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

Thy  will  be  done ! 


316  GOD  THE   FATHER. 

7  Then  when  on  earth  I  breathe  no  more 
The  prayer  oft  mixed  with  tears  before, 
I  '11  sing  upon  a  happier  shore, 

Thy  will  be  done ! 

483  c.  P.  M. 

1  Lo !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand. 

Yet  how  insensible ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

2  O  God !  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtless  heart 

Eternal  things  imjiress ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late. 

Wake  me  to  righteousness. 

8  Before  me  place  in  bright  array 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day. 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord !  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear. 

To  make  my  calling  sure; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfill. 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will. 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

5  Then,  Saviour !  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above ; 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT.  317 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT. 

484  L.  M. 

1  Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess 

And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace ; 
Thy  power  conveys  our  blessings  down 
From  God,  the  Father,  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlightened  by  thy  heavenly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day ; 
Thine  inward  teaeliings  make  us  know 
Our  danger,  and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  power  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin, 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  sul)due, 

And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice, 
Thy  cheering  words  awake  our  joys ; 
Thy  words  allay  tlie  stormy  wind, 

And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

485  L.  M. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love ! 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  above ; 
Let  me  his  sacred  influence  feel, 
To  quicken,  purify  and  heal. 

2  He  is  the  source  of  every  grace, 
Of  light  and  life  and  holiness ; 
By  him  alone  may  I  be  taught. 

And  all  my  works  in  him  be  wrought. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  Holy  Spirit  come 

And  make  my  heart  his  constant  home; 
There  his  abundant  grace  display, 
And  lead  me  in  a  perfect  way. 


318  THE   HOLY   SPIEIT. 

486  L.  M. 

1  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh  ; 

'Tis  he  sustains  my  fuiuting  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hope  for  ever  die, 
And  every  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine 

With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires, 
Can  it  be  less  than  power  divine 
That  animates  these  strong  desires? 

8  And  when  ray  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
I  love  niy  God  and  taste  his  grace, 
Lord !  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray 

That  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace? 

4  Let  thy  good  Spirit  in  my  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  love ! 
And  light  and  heavenly  peace  impart. 
Sweet  earnest  of  the  joys  above. 

487  I-  M. 

1  Come,  sacred  Spirit !  from  above, 
And  fill  the  coldest  heart  with  love ; 
Soften  to  flesh  the  flinty  stone, 

And  let  thy  Godlike  j^ower  be  known. 

2  Speak  thou,  and  from  the  haughtiest  eyes 
Shall  floods  of  pious  sorrow  rise, 

While  all  their  glowing  souls  are  borne 
To  seek  that  grace  which  uow^  they  scorn.  ^ 

3  Oh,  let  a  holy  flock  await 
Numerous  around  thy  temple  gate, 
Each  pressing  on  with  zeal  to  be 
A  living  sacrifice  to  thee. 

4  In  answer  to  our  fervent  cries 
Give  us  to  see  thy  church  arise ; 
Or  if  that  blessing  seem  too  great, 
Give  us  to  mourn  its  low^  estate. 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT.  319 

488  L.  M. 

1  Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit !  stay, 

Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite ; 
Cast  not  the  ^sinner  (juite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been 

Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  received. 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen, 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  grieved, 

3  Yet  oh,  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 

In  honor  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 
Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 
I  shall  not  see  thy  people's  rest. 

4  Now,  Lord!  my  weary  soul  release, 

Uphold  me  with  thy  gracious  hand  ; 
Guide  me  into  thy  perfect  i)eacc. 
And  bring  me  to  the  promised  land. 

489  c.  M. 

1  How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies. 

Unconscious  of  its  load  ! 
The  heart,  unchanged,  can  never  rise 
To  happiness  and  God. 

2  Can  aught  beneath  a  power  divine 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
'Tis  thine,  eternal  Spirit!  thine. 
To  form  the  heart  anew. 

3  'Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recall, 

And  upward  bid  them  rise ; 
To  make  the  scales  of  error  fall 
From  reason's  darkened  eyes ; 

4  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live ; 
A  beam  of  heaven,  a  vital  ray, 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give. 


320  THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

5  Oh,  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 
And  give  them  life  divine ; 
Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  powers, 
Almighty  Lord !  be  thine. 

490  C.  M. 

1  Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 

Go  mourning  all  their  days  ? 
Great  Comforter !  descend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints 

And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  ? 
AVhen  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood ; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joys  to  come ; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove ! 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

491  c.  M. 

1  Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord ! 

The  Holy  Ghost  send  down ; 
Fulfill  in  us  thy  faithful  word, 
And  all  thy  mercies  crown. 

2  Though  on  our  heads  no  tongues  of  fire 

Their  wondrous  powers  impart, 
Grant,  Saviour !  what  we  more  desire, 
Thy  Spirit  in  our  heart. 

3  Spirit  of  life  and  light  and  love ! 

Thy  heavenly  influence  give ; 


THE    HOLY    SPIRIT.  321 

Quicken  our  souls,  born  from  above, 
In  Christ  that  we  may  live. 

4  To  our  benighted  minds  reveal 

The  glories  of  his  grace, 
And  bring  us  where  no  clouds  conceal 
The  brightness  of  his  face. 

5  His  love  within  us  shed  abroad, 

Life's  ever-springing  well, 
Till  God  in  us  and  we  in  God 
In  love  eternal  dwell. 

492  s.  M. 

1  Blest  Comforter  divine ! 

Let  rays  of  heavenly  love 
Amid  our  gloom  and  darkness  shine, 
And  guide  our  souls  above ; 

2  Draw  with  thy  "still  small  voice" 

From  every  sinful  way, 
And  bid  the  mourning  saint  rejoice. 
Though  earthly  joys  decay  ; 

3  By  thine  inspiring  breath 

Make  every  cloud  of  care, 
And  e'en  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 
A  smile  of  glory  wear. 

4  Thou  who  dost  fill  the  heart 

With  love  to  all  our  race. 
Blest  Comforter !  to  us  impart 
These  blessings  of  thy  grace. 

493  s.  M. 

1  O  Holy  Spirit !  come, 

And  Jesus'  love  declare ; 
Oh,  tell  us  of  our  heavenly  home, 

And  guide  us  safely  there. 
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322  THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

2  Our  unbelief  remove 

By  thine  almighty  breath  ; 
Oh,  work  the  wondrous  work  of  love, 
The  mighty  work  of  faith. 

3  Come  with  resistless  power, 

Come  with  almighty  grace, 
Come  with  the  long-expected  shower, 
And  fall  upon  this  place. 

4  We  know  thou  luist  tlie  power ; 

Oh,  let  tliat  iM)\vcr  be  shown; 
AVe  know  that  this  is  mercy's  hour; 
Oh,  make  thy  mercy  known. 

5  Thy  sceptre,  Lord  !  extend, 

Pity  our  deep  distress  ; 
Thou  art  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend, 
Thy  waiting  servants  bless. 

6  We  bless  thee  for  thy  grace 

And  thine  almighty  power; 
We  bless  thee  for  thy  holy  place 
And  this  accepted  hour. 

494  s.  M. 

1  Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost ! 

In  this  accepted  hour. 
As  on  the  day  of  Pentecost, 
Descend  in  all  thy  power. 

2  We  meet  with  one  accord 

In  our  appointed  place. 
And  wait  the  promise  of  our  Lord, 
The  Spirit  of  all  grace. 

3  Like  mighty  rushing  wind 

Upon  the  waves  beneath. 
Move  with  one  impulse  every  mind, 
One  soul,  one  feeling,  breathe. 


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4  The  young,  the  old,  inspire 
With  wisdom  from  above, 
And  give  us  hearts  and  tongues  of  fire, 
To  pray  and  praise  and  love. 

zIQq  8s  &  43» 

1  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  last  fiirewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
AVith  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  subdue ; 
All-powerful  as  the  wind  he  came. 
As  viewless  too. 

3  He  comes  his  graces  to  impart, 

A  willing  guest. 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

4  He  breathes  that  gentle  voice  we  hear 

As  breeze  of  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

5  And  all  the  good  that  we  possess, 

His  gift  we  own  ; 
Yea,  every  thought  of  holiness, 
And  victory  won. 

6  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace ! 

Our  weakness  see ; 
Oh,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place. 
And  worthier  thee ! 

496  8s,  7s  &  3s. 

1  Lord  !  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing 
Thou  art  scattering  full  and  free — 


324  THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

Sho\Yers  tlie  thirsty  land  refreshing ; 

Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me, 
Even  me,  even  me ! 
Let  some  droppings  fall  on  me. 

2  Pass  me  not,  O  gracious  Father ! 

Sinful  though  my  heart  may  be ; 
Thou  might'st  pass  me,  but  the  rather 

Let  thy  mercy  light  on  me, 
Even  me,  even  me ! 
Let  thy  mercy  light  on  me. 

3  Pass  me  not,  O  tender  Saviour ! 

Let  me  love  and  cling  to  thee ; 
I  am  longing  for  thy  favor ; 

When  thou  comest,  call  for  me, 
Even  me,  etc. 

4  Pass  me  not,  O  mighty  Spirit ! 

Thou  canst  make  the  blind  to  see ; 
Witnesser  of  Jesus'  merit. 

Speak  the  word  of  power  to  me, 
Even  me,  etc. 

5  Have  I  long  in  sin  been  sleeping, 

Long  been  slighting,  grieving  thee  ? 
Has  the  world  my  heart  been  keeping? 

Oh,  forgive  and  rescue  me, 
Even  me,  etc. 

6  Love  of  God,  so  pure  and  changeless, 

Blood  of  God,  so  rich  and  free, 
Grace  of  God,  so  strong  and  boundless, 

Magnify  them  all  in  me. 
Even  me,  etc. 

497  L-  M. 

1  O  LoED !  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart ; 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 


THE   HOLY  SPIRIT.  325 

2  "VVhate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy ; 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. 

3  Renouncing  every  worldly  thing. 
And  safe  beneath  thy  spreading  wing. 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 

498  78. 

1  Gracious  Spirit !  Love  divine ! 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine ; 
All  my  guilty  fears  remove, 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Speak  thy  pardoning  grace  to  me, 
Set  the  burdened  sinner  free ; 
Lead  me  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 
Wash  me  in  his  precious  blood. 

3  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart, 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart ; 
Breathe  thyself  into  my  breast. 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

4  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray, 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way ; 
Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine. 
Keep  me.  Lord !  for  ever  thine. 

499  7s. 

1  Holy  Ghost !  with  light  divine. 
Shine  upon  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Chase  the  shades  of  night  away. 
Turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  Holy  Ghost !  with  power  divine. 
Cleanse  this  guilty  heart  of  mine ; 


326  THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

Long  hath  sin,  without  control, 
Held  dominion  o'er  my  soul. 

3  Holy  Ghost !  with  joy  divine, 
Cheer  this  saddened  heart  of  mine ; 
Bid  my  many  woes  depart, 

Heal  my  wounded,  bleeding  heart. 

4  Holy  Spirit !  all-divine, 

Dwell  within  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Cast  down  every  idol-throne, 
Reign  supreme,  and  reign  alone. 

500  7s. 

1  Oft  in  danger,  oft  in  woe. 
Onward,  Christian,  onward  go ! 
Fight  the  fight,  maintain  the  strife, 
Strengthened  with  the  bread  of  life. 

2  Onward,  Christian,  onward  go ! 
Join  the  war,  and  face  the  foe ; 
Will  you  flee  in  danger's  hour  ? 
Know  you  not  your  Captain's  power  ? 

3  Let  your  drooping  hearts  be  glad  ; 
March,  in  heavenly  armor  clad ; 
Fight,  nor  think  the  battle  long ; 
Victory  soon  shall  tune  your  song. 

4  Let  not  sorrow  dim  your  eye ; 
Soon  shall  every  tear  be  dry ; 
Let  not  woe  your  course  impede  ; 
Great  your  strength  if  great  your  need. 

5  Onward,  then,  to  battle  move! 

More  than  conquerors  you  shall  prove ; 
Though  opposed  by  many  a  foe, 
Christian  soldiers,  onward  go ! 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT.  327 

501  8s  &  7s. 

1  Humble,  Lord  !  my  haughty  spirit, 

Bid  my  swelling  tlioiiglits  subside ; 
Strip  me  of  my  faucied  merit ; 
AVhat  haye  I  to  do  with  pride? 

2  Was  my  Sayiour  meek  and  hnvly  ? 

And  shall  such  a  worm  as  I, 
Weak  and  earthly  and  unholy, 
Dare  to  lift  my  head  on  high? 

3  Teach  me,  Lord !  my  true  condition  ; 

Bring  me  childlike  to  thy  knee ; 
Stripped  of  every  low  ambition, 
Willing  to  be  led  by  thee. 

4  Guide  me  by  thy  Holy  Spirit ; 

Feed  me  from  thy  blessed  word ; 
All  my  wisdom,  all  my  merit, 
Borrowed  from  thyself,  0  Lord ! 

502  P-  M. 

1  PIoLY  Ghost,  the  Infinite ! 
Shine  upon  our  nature's  night 
With  thy  blessed  inward  light, 

Comforter  diyine ! 

2  We  are  sinful ;  cleanse  us.  Lord  ! 
We  are  faint ;  thy  strength  afford  ; 
Lost,  until  by  thee  restored, 

Comforter  divine ! 

3  Like  the  dew  thy  peace  distill  ; 
Guide,  subdue  our  wayward  will, 
Things  of  Christ  unfolding  still, 

Comforter  diyine ! 


328  THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

4  In  us,  for  us,  intercede, 

And  with  voiceless  groanings  plead 
Our  unutterable  need, 
Comforter  divine ! 

5  In  us  "Abba,  Father !"  cry, 
Earnest  of  our  bliss  on  high, 
Seal  of  immortality, 

Comforter  divine ! 

6  Search  for  us  the  depths  of  God, 
Bear  us  up  the  starry  road 

To  the  height  of  thine  abode, 
Comforter  divine ! 

503  8s  &  7s. 

1  Holy  Ghost!  dispel  our  sadness. 

Pierce  the  clouds  of  sinful  night ; 
Come,  thou  source  of  joy  and  gladness ! 
Breathe  thy  life  and  spread  thy  light. 

2  Come,  thou  best  of  all  donations 

God  doth  give  when  men  implore ! 
Having  thy  sweet  consolations. 
We  need  wish  for  nothing  more. 

3  Author  of  the  new  creation  ! 

Let  us  now  thine  influence  prove ; 
Make  our  hearts  thy  habitation, 
Shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love. 

4  From  that  height  that  knows  no  measure 

As  a  gracious  rain  descend. 
Bringing  down  the  richest  treasure 
We  can  ask  or  God  can  send. 

5  Manifest  thy  love  for  ever. 

Fence  us  in  on  every  side; 
In  distress  be  our  Reliever, 

Guard  and  teach,  support  and  guide. 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT.  329 

6  Hear,  oh  hear  our  supplication, 
Blessed  Spirit !  God  of  peace ! 
Rest  upon  this  congregation 
With  the  fullness  of  thy  grace. 

501  73. 

1  Saviour  !  I  thy  word  believe, 

My  unbelief  remove ; 
Now  thy  quickening  Spirit  give, 

The  unction  from  above. 
Show  me,  Lord !  how  good  thou  art ; 

Now  thy  gracious  word  fulfill ; 
Send  the  witness  in  my  heart. 

The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 

2  Blessed  Comforter  !  come  down, 

And  live  and  move  in  me ; 
Make  my  every  deed  thine  own, 

In  all  things  led  by  thee ; 
Bid  my  sin  and  fear  depart, 

And  within  oh,  deign  to  dwell; 
Faithful  Witness !  in  my  heart 

Thy  perfect  light  reveal. 

3  Whom  the  world  cannot  receive, 

O  Lord !  reveal  in  me ; 
Son  of  God !  I  cease  to  live, 

Unless  I  live  to  thee  ; 
Make  me  choose  the  better  part ; 

Oh,  do  thou  my  pardon  seal ; 
Send  the  witness  to  my  heart, 

The  Holy  Ghost  reveal. 

505  L-  M. 

1  Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven 
Which  grasps  the  promise  God  has  given, 
A  trust  that  cannot  be  o'erthrown, 
Securely  fixed  on  Christ  alone. 


330  THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

2  Faith  fiuds  in  Christ  ^vhate'er  we  need 
To  save  and  strengthen,  guide  and  feed ; 
Strong  in  his  grace,  it  joys  to  share 
His  cross,  in  hope  his  crown  to  wear. 

3  Faith  to  the  conscience  whispers  peace, 
And  bids  the  mourner's  sighing  cease ; 
By  faith  the  chiklren's  right  we  chiim, 
And  call  upon  our  Father's  name. 

4  Faith  feels  the  Spirit's  kindling  breath 
In  love  and  hope  that  conquer  death  ; 
Faith  brings  us  to  delight  in  God, 
And  blesses  e'en  his  smiting  rod. 

5  Such  faith  in  us,  O  God !  implant. 
And  to  our  prayers  thy  favor  grant 
In  Jesus  Christ,  thy  saving  Son, 
Who  is  our  fount  of  health  alone, 

6  In  him  may  every  trusting  soul 
Press  onward  to  the  heavenly  goal, 
The  blessedness  no  foes  destroy, 
Eternal  love  and  light  and  joy. 

506  LM. 

1  'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 

She  makes  the  j^early  gates  appear ; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries. 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray. 
Though  lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT.  331 

4  So  Abram,  by  cliviue  command, 

Left  his  own  home  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

507  L.  M. 

1  Author  of  faith,  eternal  Word, 

Whose  Spirit  breathes  the  active  flame ! 
Faith,  like  its  finisher  and  Lord, 
To-day,  as  yesterday,  the  same, 

2  To  thee  our  huml)le  hearts  aspire, 

And  ask  the  gift  unspeakable ; 
Increase  in  us  the  kindled  fire. 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfill. 

3  By  faith  we  know  thee  strong  to  save ; 

Save  us,  a  present  Saviour  thou ! 

Whate'er  we  hope  by  faith  we  have ; 

Future  and  past  subsisting  now. 

4  To  him  that  in  thy  name  believes 

Eternal  life  with  thee  is  given  ; 
Into  himself  he  all  receives, 

Pardon  and  holiness  and  heaven. 

5  The  things  unknown  to  feeble  sense, 

Unseen  by  reason's  glimmering  ray. 
With  strong  commanding  evidence, 
Their  heavenly  origin  display. 

6  Faith  lends  its  realizing  light ; 

The  clouds  disperse,  the  shadows  fly ; 
The  Invisible  appears  in  sight. 
And  God  is  seen  by  mortal  eye. 

508  L.  M. 

1  By  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God, 

With  heaven,  my  journey's  end,  in  view ; 


332  THE  HOLY   SPIRIT. 

Supported  by  his  staff  aud  rod, 
My  road  is  safe  aud  pleasaut  too. 

2  Though  snares  and  dangers  throng  my  path, 

And  earth  and  hell  my  course  withstand, 
I  triumph  over  all  by  faith, 
Guarded  by  his  almighty  hand. 

3  The  wilderness  affords  no  food, 

But  God  for  my  support  prepares. 
Provides  me  every  needful  good, 

And  frees  my  soul  from  wants  and  cares. 

4  With  him  sweet  converse  I  maintain  ; 

Great  as  he  is,  I  dare  be  free ; 

I  tell  him  all  my  grief  and  pain, 

And  he  reveals  his  love  to  me. 

5  Some  cordial  from  his  word  he  brings, 

Whene'er  my  feeble  spirit  faints ; 
At  once  my  soul  revives  and  sings. 

And  yields  no  more  to  sad  complaints. 

6  I  pity  all  that  worldlings  talk 

Of  pleasures  that  will  quickly  end ; 
Be  this  my  choice,  O  Lord  !  to  walk 

With  thee,  my  Guide,  my  Guard,  my  Friend. 

509  L.  M. 

1  Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use. 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found. 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell. 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor, 


THE    HOI.Y   SPIRIT.  333 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name, 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfill. 

510  c.  M. 

1  Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train. 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas!  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move ; 
The  devils  know  and  tremble  too, 
But  Satan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings 

When  fiaith  and  hope  shall  cease ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 

511  s-  M. 

1  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard. 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise. 
And  hosts  of  sins  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  Oh,  watch  and  fight  and  pray; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day. 
And  help  divine  implore. 

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THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 
Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  ; 

Thine  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

512  s.  M. 

1  In  true  and  patient  hope, 

My  soul,  on  God  attend, 
And  calmly,  confidently,  look 
Till  he  salvation  send. 

2  I  shall  his  goodness  see. 

While  on  his  name  I  call ; 
He  will  defend  and  strengthen  me, 
And  I  shall  never  fall. 

3  Jesus !  to  thee  I  fly. 

My  refuge  and  my  tower, 
Upon  thy  faithful  love  rely, 
And  find  thy  saving  power. 

513  S.  M. 

1  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart. 

For  they  shall  see  their  God ; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs ; 
Their  soul  is  Christ's  abode. 

2  He  to  the  lowly  soul 

Doth  still  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  dwelling  and  his  throne 
Chooseth  the  pure  in  heart. 

3  Lord !  we  thy  presence  seek ; 

May  ours  this  blessing  be  ; 
Oh,  give  the  pure  and  lowly  heart, 
A  temple  meet  for  thee. 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT.  335 

514  L.  M. 

1  Awake,  our  souls !  away,  our  fears  ! 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  goue ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint — 

3  Thee,  mighty  God !  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young. 
And  firm  endures  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  Spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  fresh  supply; 

While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength 

Shalt  melt  away  and  droop  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 

515  L.  M. 

1  Stand  up,  my  soul !  shake  ofl*  thy  fears, 

And  gird  the  gospel  armor  on ; 
March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy. 

Where  Jesus  thy  great  Captain 's  gone. 

2  Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course, 

But  hell  and  sin  are  vanquished  foes ; 
Thy  Jesus  nailed  them  to  the  cross, 
And  sung  the  triumph  when  he  rose. 

3  What  though  thy  inward  lusts  rebel  ? 

'T  is  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life ; 


336  THE   HOLY   SPIRIT. 

The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 

Shall  slay  thy  sins  and  end  the  strife. 

4  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  the  heavenly  gate ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glittering  robes  for  conquerors  wait. 

5  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

And  triumph  in  almighty  grace ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

516  L-  M. 

1  Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  ? 

'Tis  God  that  justifies  their  souls  ; 
And  mercy,  like  a  miirhty  stream, 
O'er  all  their  sins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell? 

'Tis  Christ,  who  suffered  in  their  stead, 
And  the  salvation  to  fulfill 

Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives !  he  lives,  and  reigns  above, 

For  ever  interceding  there ; 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love. 
Or  what  shall  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do. 

Nor  powers  on  high  nor  powers  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 

Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ,  our  love. 

517  c.  M. 

1  Aw^AKE,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve. 
And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal. 
And  an  immortal  crown. 


THE   HOLY  SPIRIT.  337 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  aroimd 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
.    And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  Blest  Saviour !  introduced  by  thee, 

Have  I  ray  race  begun ; 
And  crowned  with  victory,  at  thy  feet 
I'll  lay  my  laurels  down. 

518  c.  M. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb, 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  dark  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage.  Lord  ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

519  c.  M. 

1  Amazing  grace !  how  sweet  the  sound 
That  saved  a  wretch  like  me  I 


338  THE   H(.LY   SPIRIT. 

I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found, 
Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 

2  'T  was  grace  that  taught  my  heart  to  fear. 

And  grace  my  fears  relieved ; 
How  precious  did  that  grace  appear 
The  hour  I  first  believed ! 

3  Through  many  dangers,  toils  and  snares 

I  have  already  come ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 
And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 

4  The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 

His  word  my  hope  secures ; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 
As  long  as  life  endures. 

5  And  when  this  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail. 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess,  within  the  veil, 
A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 


520  C.  M. 

1  Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands', 

My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust ! 
If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honor  is  engaged  to  save 

The  meanest  of  his  sheep ; 
All  that  his  heavenly  Father  gave 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  e'er  remove 

His  favorites  from  his  breast ; 
In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  for  ever  rest. 


THE   HOLY   SPIRIT.  339 

521  C.  M. 

1  Lord  !  when  I  all  things  would  possess, 

I  crave  but  to  be  thine ; 
Oh,  lowly  is  the  loftiness 
Of  these  desires  divine. 

2  Each  gift  but  helps  ray  soul  to  learn 

How  boundless  is  thy  store ; 
I  go  from  strength  to  strength,  and  yearn 
For  thee,  ray  Helper,  more. 

3  How  can  ray  soul  divinely  soar, 

How  keep  the  shining  way, 
And  not  raore  tremblingly  adore, 
And  not  more  humbly  pray  ? 

4  The  raore  I  triumph  in  thy  gifts. 

The  more  I  wait  on  thee  ; 
The  grace  that  mightily  uplifts 
Most  sweetly  hunibleth  me. 

5  The  heaven  where  I  would  stand  complete 

My  lowly  love  shall  see. 
And  stronger  grow  the  yearning  sweet, 
My  holy  One !  for  thee. 

522-  CM. 

1  Oh,  for  a  heart  of  calm  repose 

Amid  the  world's  loud  roar, 
A  life  that  like  a  river  flows 
Along  a  peaceful  shore ! 

2  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  still  my  heart 

With  gentleness  divine; 
Indwelling  peace  thou  canst  impart ; 
Oh,  make  that  blessing  mine ! 

3  Above  these  scenes  of  storm  and  strife 

There  spreads  a  region  fair ; 
Give  me  to  live  that  higher  life, 
And  breathe  that  heavenly  air. 


340  HOLY   TRINITY. 

4  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  breathe  that  peace, 
That  victory  make  me  win ! 
Then  shall  my  soul  her  conflict  cease, 
And  find  a  heaven  within. 

523  c.  M. 

1  Thy  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord ! 

The  simple  are  the  blest ; 
Thy  lodging  is  in  child-like  hearts ; 
Thou  makest  there  thy  rest. 

2  Dear  Comforter !  eternal  Love ! 

If  thou  wilt  stay  with  me, 
Of  lowly  thoughts  and  simple  ways 
I'll  build  a  house  for  thee. 

3  "Who  made  this  breathing  heart  of  mine 

But  thou,  my  heavenly  Guest? 
Let  no  one  have  it,  then,  but  thee, 
And  let  it  be  thy  rest. 


HOLY    TRINITY. 

524  c.  M. 

1  To  God  be  glory,  peace  on  earth, 

To  all  mankind  good  will ; 
We  bless,  we  praise,  we  worship  thee, 
And  glorify  thee  still. 

2  And  thanks  for  thy  great  glory  give 

That  fills  our  souls  with  light ; 
O  Lord  our  heavenly  King,  the  God 
And  Father  of  all  might ! 

3  And  thou,  begotten  Son  of  God 

Before  all  time  begun, 
O  Jesus  Christ,  thou  Lamb  of  God, 
The  Father's  only  Son ! 


HOLY   TRIXITY.  341 

4  Thou  who  the  sins  of  all  the  world 

Dost  fully  take  away, 
Have  mercy,  Saviour  of  mankind ! 
And  hear  us  when  we  pray. 

5  O  thou  who  sitt'st  at  God's  right  hand, 

Upon  the  Father's  throne, 
Have  mercy  on  us,  thou,  O  Christ ! 
Who  art  the  Holy  One ! 

6  Thou  only,  with  the  Holy  Ghost, 

Whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 
In  glory  of  the  Father  art, 
Most  high  for  ever  more. 

525  c.  M. 

1  Most  ancient  of  all  mysteries ! 

Before  thy  throne  we  lie ; 
Have  mercy  now,  most  merciful, 
Most  Holy  Trinity ! 

2  When  heaven  and  earth  were  yet  unmade. 

When  time  was  yet  unknown, 
Thou  in  thy  bliss  and  majesty 
Didst  live  and  love  alone. 

3  Thou  wert  not  born,  there  was  no  fount 

From  which  thy  being  flowed  ; 
There  is  no  end  which  thou  canst  reach, 
But  thou  art  simply  God. 

4  How  wonderful  creation  is. 

The  work  that  thou  didst  bless ! 
And  oh,  what  then  must  thou  be  like, 
Eternal  loveliness  ? 

5  Most  ancient  of  all  mysteries, 

Still  at  thy  throne  we  lie ; 
Have  mercy  now,  most  merciful, 
Most  Holy  Trinity ! 


342  HOLY  TRINITY. 

526  8s. 

1  O  God  of  life,  whose  power  benign 
Doth  o'er  the  world  in  mercy  shine ! 
Accept  our  praise,  for  we  are  thine. 

2  O  Father,  uncreated  Lord  ! 
Be  thou  in  every  land  adored. 

Be  thou  by  all  with  faith  implored. 

3  O  Son  of  God !  for  sinners  slain. 

We  bless  thee,  Lord !  whose  dying  pain 
For  us  did  endless  life  regain. 

4  O  Holy  Ghost !  whose  guardian  care 
Doth  us  for  heavenly  joys  prepare, 
May  we  in  thy  communion  share. 

5  O  holy  blessed  Trinity ! 

With  faith  we  sinners  bow  to  thee ; 
In  us,  O  God  !  exalted  be. 

527  11%  12s  &  10s. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  Almighty ! 

Early  in  the  morning  our  song  shall  rise  to 
thee; 
Holy,  holy,  holy,  merciful  and  mighty, 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity ! 

2  Holy,  holy,  holy !  all  the  saints  adore  thee, 

Casting  down  their  golden  crowns  around 
the  glassy  sea  ; 
Cherubim  and  seraphim  flilling  down  before 
thee. 
Which  wert  and  art  and  evermore  shalt  be. 

3  Holy,  holy,  holy !   though  the  darkness  hide 

thee, 
Though  the  eye  of  sinful  man   thy  glory 
may  not  see ; 


HOLY  TRINITY.  343 

Only  thou  art  holy ;  there  is  none  beside  thee, 
Perfect  in  power,  in  love  and  purity. 

4  Holy,  holy,  holy !  Lord  God  Almighty ! 

All  thy  works  shall  praise  thy  name,  in 
earth  and  sky  and  sea ; 
Holy,  holy,  holy !  merciful  and  mighty  ; 
God  in  three  persons,  blessed  Trinity ! 

528  6s  &  4s. 

1  Thou  whose  almighty  word 
Chaos  and  darkness  heard, 

And  took  their  flight ! 
Hear  us,  we  humbly  pray, 
And  where  the  gospel  s  day 
Sheds  not  its  glorious  ray 

"  Let  there  be  light !" 

2  ThoU  who  didst  come  to  bring, 
On  thy  redeeming  wing. 

Healing  and  sight, 
Health  to  the  sick  in  mind, 
Sight  to  the  inly  blind ! 
Oh,  now  to  all  mankind 

"  Let  there  be  light !" 

3  Spirit  of  truth  and  love, 
Life-giving  holy  Dove ! 

Speed  forth  thy  flight ; 
^love  o'er  the  waters'  face. 
Bearing  the  lamp  of  grace, 
And  in  earth's  darkest  place 

"  Let  there  be  lijrht !" 


•o' 


4  Blessed  and  holy  three, 
All-glorious  Trinity, 
Wisdom,  love,  might! 


344  HOLY   TRINITY. 

Boundless  as  ocean's  tide 
Rolling  in  fullest  pride 
Through  the  world,  far  and  wide, 
"  Let  there  be  light !" 

529  H.  M. 

1  I  GIVE  immortal  praise 

To  God  the  Father's  love 
For  all  my  comforts  here 

And  better  hopes  above ; 
He  sent  his  own  eternal  Son 
To  die  for  sins  that  man  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 

Immortal  glory  too, 
Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 

From  everlasting  woe ; 
And  now  he  lives,  and  now  he  reigns, 
And  sees  the  fruit  of  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 

Immortal  worship  give, 
Whose  new-creating  power 

Makes  the  dead  sinner  live  ; 
His  work  completes  the  great  design, 
And  fills  the  soul  with  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God  !  to  thee 

Be  endless  honors  done. 
The  undivided  three. 

And  the  mysterious  One ! 
Where  reason  fails  with  all  her  powers. 
There  faith  prevails,  and  love  adores. 

530  7s. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy !  Lord, 

God  of  hosts,  eternal  King! 

By  the  heavens  and  earth  adored, 

Angels  and  archangels  sing, 


THE    WORD    OF    THE    I.ORD.  345 

Chanting  everlastingly 
To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

2  Thousands,  tens  of  thousands,  stand, 

Spirits  blest,  before  thy  throne. 
Speeding  thence  at  thy  command  : 

And  when  thy  command  is  done, 
Singing  everlastingly 
To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

3  Cherubim  and  seraphim 

Veil  their  faces  with  their  wings ; 
Eyes  of  angels  are  too  dim 

To  behold  the  King  of  kings, 
While  they  sing  eternally 
To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

4  Thee,  apostles,  prophets,  thee, 

Thee,  the  noble  martyr  band, 
Praise  with  solemn  jubilee ; 

Thee  the  church  in  every  land  ; 
Singing  everlastingly 
To  the  blessed  Trinity. 

5  Alleluia,  Lord !  to  thee. 

Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Three  in  one,  and  one  in  three! 

Join  we  with  the  heavenly  host, 
Singing  everlastingly 
To  the  blessed  Trinitv. 


THE    WORD    OF    THE    LORD. 

531  c.  M. 

1  Father  of  mercies !  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored 
For  these  celestial  lines. 


346  THE   WORD  OF  THE   LORD. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find — 
Kiches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around, 
And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  Oh,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight. 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see. 
And  still  increasing  light. 

6  Divine  Instructor,  gracious  Lord  ! 
Be  thou  for  ever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

532  c.  M. 

1  Blessed  are  the  undefiled  in  heart. 

Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean, 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  sin. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  who  keep  thy  word, 

And  practice  thy  commands  ; 
With  their  whole  heart  they  seek  the  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 

8  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law ; 
How  firm  their  souls  abide ! 
Nor  can  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 

4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 
And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 
AVhen  all  thy  statutes  I  obey. 
And  honor  all  thy  name. 


THE   WORD   OF   THE   LORD.  347 

533  c.  M. 

1  Behold  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord ! 

Devoted  to  thy  fear ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 

2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 

And  promised  quickening  grace  ? 
Does  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne? 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail ; 

Oh,  bear  thy  servant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail 
That  dare  reproach  my  hope. 

4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  O  Lord  ? 

Then  let  thy  truth  appear ; 
Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trust  as  well  as  fear. 


534  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  that  thy  statutes  every  hour 

Might  dwell  upon  my  mind ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quickening  power, 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord ! 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word ; 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands 

If  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin  and  Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large ! 


348  THE   WOKD   OF   THE   LORD. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name ;  [hear, 

I  '11  speak  thy  word,  though  kings  should 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 

535  c.  M. 

1  The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic,  like  the  sun  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age — 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat ; 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 

536  c.  M. 

1  Blessed  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  path  they  go. 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up 

Through  their  Kedeemer's  name ; 


THE  WORD   OF   THE   LORD.  349 

His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 
Strength  and  salvation  gives  ; 
Israel !  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

537  C.  M. 

1  LoED !  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 

]\[y  lasting  heritage ; 
There  shall  my  noblest  powers  rejoice. 
My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'll  read  the  histories  of  thy  love. 

And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight, 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove 
With  ever-fresh  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  springs  of  life  arise ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown. 
And  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have. 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave. 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

538  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law ! 

'Tis  daily  my  delight; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 

To  meditate  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away 
To  hear  thy  gospel.  Lord ! 


350  THE   WORD   OF   THE   LORD. 

3  How  dotli  thy  word  my  heart  engage ! 

How  well  employ  my  tongue ! 
And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage 
Yields  me  a  heavenly  song. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger  or  at  home  ? 

'Tis  my  perpetual  feast; 
Not  honey  dropping  from  the  comb 
So  much  allures  the  taste. 

5  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind, 

Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 

For  loads  of  silver  well  refined, 

Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 

6  When  nature  sinks  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

539  C-  M. 

1  How  precious  is  the  book  divine 

By  inspiration  given ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light  and  joy  it  stills  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 

540  c.  M. 

1  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 


THE   WORD   OF   THE   LOED.  351 

2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 

It  spreads  such  light  abroad 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  'Tis,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day, 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

4  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise ; 

I  hate  the  sinner's  road ; 
I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  my  God ! 

5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth ; 

How  pure  is  every  page ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth 
And  well  support  our  age. 

541  c.  M. 

1  Laden  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears, 

I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord  ! 
And  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage ; 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almost  in  every  page. 

3  Here  consecrated  water  flows 

To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin ; 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows ; 
No  danger  dwells  therein. 

4  This  is  the  judge  that  ends  the  strife 

Where  wit  and  reason  fail ; 
My  guide  to  everlasting  life 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 


352  THE   WORD   OF   THE   I.OED. 

5  Oh,  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God! 
My  roving  feet  command, 
Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

542  L.M. 

1  God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Here  sinners  of  a  humble  frame 

May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name, 
May  read  in  characters  of  blood 
The  wisdom,  power  and  grace  of  God. 

3  The  prisoner  here  may  break  his  chains ; 
The  weary  rest  from  all  his  pains ; 

The  captive  feel  his  bondage  cease ; 
The  mourner  find  the  way  of  peace. 

4  Here  faith  reveals  to  mortal  eyes 
A  brighter  world  beyond  the  skies ; 

Here  shines  the  light  which  guides  our  way 
From  earth  to  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Oh,  grant  us  grace,  almighty  Lord  ! 
To  read  and  mark  thy  holy  word ; 
Its  truth  with  meekness  to  receive, 
And  by  its  holy  precepts  live. 

543  L.  M. 

1  Let  everlasting  glories  crown 

Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord ! 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down 
And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon ; 


THE   WORD   OF   THE   LORD.  353 

With  loDg  despiiir  the  spirit  breaks 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree ! 

How^  wise  and  holy  thy  commands ! 
Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be ! 

How  firm  our  hope,  our  comfort  stands ! 

4  Should  all  tlie  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 

And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 

5U  s.  ISL 

1  Grace!  'tis  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  mine  ear ; 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound, 
And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man, 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display 
Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  wandering  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road. 
And  new  supplies  each  hour  I  meet 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

4  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
It  lays  iu  heaven  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  the  praise. 

545  S.  M. 

1  Behold,  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  w^ay  ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run. 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

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354     THE  WORD  OF  THE  LORD. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes 

It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word, 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord ! 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God  !  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
Oh,  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love. 

And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 

546  L.  M. 

1  Ho,  every  one  that  thirsts !  draw  nigh  ; 

'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race ; 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy. 

Buy  wine  and  milk  and  gospel  grace. 

2  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give. 

Leave  all  you  have  and  are  behind ; 
Freely  the  gift  of  God  receive, 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

3  Come  to  the  living  Avaters,  come ; 

Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call  ; 

Return,  ye  weary  wanderers,  home. 

And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all. 

547  L-  M. 

1  Return,  O  wanderer,  return. 

And  seek  an  injured  Father's  face ; 


THE    WORD    OF   THE   LORD.  355 

Those  warm  desires  that  in  thee  burn 
Were  kindled  by  rechiiming  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  return, 

And  seek  a  Father's  melting  heart ; 
His  pitying  eyes  thy  grief  discern, 

His  hand  shall  heal  thine  inward  smart. 

3  Return,  O  wanderer,  return. 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thy  spirit  live ; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  feet,  and  learn 
How  freely  Jesus  can  forgive. 

4  Return,  O  wanderer,  return. 

And  wipe  away  the  falling  tear ; 
'Tis  God  who  says,  "No  longer  mourn," 
'Tis  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  near. 

548  L.  M. 

1  Come,  weary  souls  with  sin  distressed, 
The  Saviour  offers  heavenly  rest ; 
The  kind,  the  gracious  call  obey. 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace ; 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  -grace ! 

3  Lord  !  we  accept  with  thankful  heart 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come,  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  inviting  voice. 

4  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove; 
Oh,  sweetly  reign  in  every  breast, 
And  guide  us  to  eternal  rest. 


356  THE   WORD   OF   THE    I.OED. 

549  L.  M. 

1  Why  will  ye  waste  on  trilliug  cares 
That  life  which  God's  compassion  spares, 
AVhile  in  the  various  range  of  thought 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Shall  God  invite  you  from  above  ? 
Shall  Jesus  urge  his  dying  love  ? 

Shall  troubled  conscience  give  you  pain, 
And  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Not  so  your  eyes  will  always  view 
Those  objects  which  you  now  pursue ; 
Not  so  will  heaven  and  hell  appear 
When  death's  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Almighty  God  !  thy  grace  impart ; 
Fix  deep  conviction  on  each  heart ; 
Nor  let  us  waste  on  trifling  cares 
That  life  which  thy  compassion  spares. 

550  L.  M. 

1  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils. 
And  raise  you  to  my  heavenly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me ; 

I  'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea. 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

3  Blessed  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 

My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 
My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light. 

4  Jesus !  we  come  at  thy  command, 

With  faith  and  hope  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 


THE  WORD   OF   THE   LORD.  357 

551  L-  M. 

1  Behold  a  Stranger  at  the  door  ! 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before, 
Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still ; 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  Oh,  lovely  attitude!  he  stands 
With  melting  heart  and  laden  hands ; 
Oh,  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  But  will  he  prove  a  friend  indeed  ? 
He  will,  the  very  friend  you  need — 
The  Friend  of  sinners ;  yes,  'tis  he, 
With  garments  dyed  on  Calvary. 

4  Rise,  touched  with  gratitude  divine. 
Turn  out  his  enemy  and  thine, 
That  soul  destroying  monster  sin, 
And  let  the  heavenly  Stranger  in. 

5  Admit  him  ere  his  anger  burn, 
His  feet,  departed,  ne'er  return : 
Admit  him,  or  the  hour's  at  hand 
When  at  his  door  denied  you'll  stand. 

552  L-  51. 

1  Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  ensure  the  great  reward  ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn 
The  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  given 
To  escape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heaven, 
The  day  of  grace ;  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie ; 


358  THE   WORD   OF   THE   LORD. 

Their  memory  and  their  seuse  are  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

4  Then  what  ray  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue ; 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found. 
Nor  faith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

5  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  passed 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste. 
But  darkness,  death  and  long  despair 
Keign  in  eternal  silence  there. 


553  L-  P.  M. 

1  I  LOVE  tlie  volumes  of  thy  word  ; 
What  liglit  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Tliy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray. 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw^ ; 

These  are  my  study  and  delight ; 
Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  passed 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

3  Thy  threatenings  wake  my  slumbering  eyes. 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies. 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord! 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean. 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin. 

And  gives  a  free  but  large  reward. 

4  Who  knoW'S  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God !  forgive  my  secret  faults. 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain ; 


THE   WORD   OF   THE   LORD.  359 

Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 
And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

554  8s.  7s.  &  4s. 

1  Sinners  !  will  ye  scorn  the  message 

Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 

Every  sentence,  oh  how  tender ! 

Every  line  is  full  of  love ; 

Listen  to  it — 
Every  line  is  full  of  love. 

2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 

News  from  Sion's  King  proclaim 
To  each  rebel  sinner :  "  Pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  ;" 

How  important ! 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name. 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succor, 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears, 
And  with  news  of  consolation 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears ; 

Tender  heralds ! 
Chase  away  the  falling  tears. 

4  False  professors,  groveling  worldlings, 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word. 
While  the  messengers  address  you, 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford ; 

We  entreat  you — 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 

5  Who  hath  our  reports  believed  ? 

Who  received  the  joyful  word? 
Who  embraced  the  news  of  pardon 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

Can  you  slight  it — 
Offered  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 


360  THE   WORD   OP   THE    LORD. 

555  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  Ho !  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh, 

Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

2  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 

This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

3  Come,  ye  weary,  lieavy-laden, 

Lost  and  ruined  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you  're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all. 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners,  Jesus  came  to  call. 

4  View  him  prostrate  in  tlie  garden, 

Lo  !  your  iMaker  prostrate  lies  ; 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ; 
Hear  him  crv,  before  he  dies : 

"  It  is'finished !" 
Sinner,  will  not  this  suffice? 

5  Lo !  the  incarnate  God  ascended 

Pleads  the  merits  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly. 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude ; 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

6  Saints  and  angels  joined  in  concert 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 


THE    WORD    OF    THE    I.ORD.  361 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name ; 

"'Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same. 

556  7s. 

1  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise. 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun ; 
Wisdom  if  thou  still  despise, 
Harder  is  it  to  be  won. 

2  Hasten  mercy  to  implore, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  season  should  be  o'er 
Ere  this  evening's  stage  be  run. 

3  Hasten,  sinner,  to  return, 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  thy  lamp  should  fail  to  burn 
Ere  saltation's  work  is  done. 

4  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  blessed. 

Stay  not  for  the  morrow's  sun, 
Lest  perdition  thee  arrest 
p]re  the  morrow  is  begun. 

557  7s. 

1  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  you  die? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why; 
God,  who  did  your  being  give. 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 

2  Sinners,  turn;  why  will  you  die? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why ; 
God,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  you  might  live. 

3  Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why,  you  ransomed  sinners,  why 
Will  you  slight  his  grace,  and  die? 


362  THE    WORD    OF    THE    LOPwD. 

4  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  you  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why ; 
He  who  all  your  lives  has  strove, 
Wooed  you  to  embrace  his  love. 

5  Will  you  not  the  grace  receive  ? 
Will  you  still  refuse  to  live? 
Oh,  you  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God  to  die  ? 

558  73. 

1  Come,  says  Jesus'  sacred  voice. 

Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

2  Thou  who,  homeless  and  forlorn, 

Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  this  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  hast(^ 

3  Hither  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

559  P-  M. 

1  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

Filled  with  dismay. 
Wait  not  for  to-morrow, 

Yield  thee  to-day ; 

Heaven  bids  thee  come 

While  yet  there 's  room. 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow. 

Hear  and  obey. 

2  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow. 

Why  wilt  thou  die  ? 
Come  while  thou  canst  borrow 
Help  from  on  high : 


THE    WORD    OF    THE    J.ORD.  363 

Grieve  not  that  love 
Which  from  above, 
Chihl  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
WouM  bring  thee  nigh. 

3  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow, 
Thy  moments  glide 
Like  the  flitting  arrow 
Or  the  rushing  tide  ; 
Ere  time  is  o'er 
Heaven's  grace  implore ; 
Child  of  sin  and  sorrow. 
In  Christ  confide. 

560  Us. 

1  Delay  not,  delay  not,  O  sinner,  draw  near, 

The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee: 
No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here ; 
Redemption  is  purchased,  salvation  is  free. 

2  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  why  longer  abuse 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus  thy  God? 
A  fountain  is  opened ;  how  canst  thou  refuse 
To  wash  and  be  cleansed  in  his  pardoning 
blood? 

3  Delay  not,  delay  not ;  the  Spirit  of  grace. 

Long  grieved  and  resisted,  may  take  its  sad 
flight. 
And  leave  thee  in  darkness  to  finish  thy  race. 
To  sink  in  the  vale  of  eternity's  night. 

561  7s. 

1  From  the  cross  uplifted  high 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  I  hear. 
Bursting  on  my  ravished  ear ! 
Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 


3G4  THE   WORD  OF  THE   LORD. 

2  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 
On  my  pierced  body  laid, 

Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  ;     , 
Bow  the  knee  and  kiss  the  Son ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

3  Spread  for  thee  the  festal  board. 
See  with  richest  dainties  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Yet  again  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam  ; 
Come  and  w^elcome,  sinner,  come. 

4  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end  ; 
Lo!  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day ; 

Up  to  my  eternal  home, 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

562  8s,  7s  & 

1  Come  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain. 

Sinners,  ruined  by  the  fall  ; 
Here  a  pure  and  healing  fountain 

Flows  to  you,  to  me,  to  all. 
In  a  full  perpetual  tide. 
Opened  when  our  Saviour  died. 

2  Come,  in  sorrow  and  contrition, 

Wounded,  impotent  and  blind  ; 
Here  the  guilty  free  remission. 

Here  the  troubled  peace,  may  find ; 
Health  this  fountain  will  restore  ; 
He  that  drinks  shall  thirst  no  more; 

3  He  that  drinks  shall  live  for  ever ; 

'Tis  a  soul-renewing  flood; 


THE   WORD   OF   THE   LORD.  365 

God  is  faithful ;  God  will  never 
Break  his  covenant  in  blood, 
Signed  when  our  Redeemer  died, 
Sealed  when  he  was  glorified. 

563  S.  M. 

1  The  Spirit  in  our  hearts 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  !" 
The  bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclairas. 
To  all  his  children,  "  Come !" 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  "Come!" 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come. 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

Oh,  let  him  freely  come. 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo !  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  ;" 
Lord  !  even  so  ;  I  wait  thine  hour ; 
Jesus,  my  Saviour !  come. 

564  s.  M. 

1  Like  Noah's  weary  dove 

That  soared  the  earth  around, 
But  not  a  resting-place  above 
The  cheerless  waters  found, 

2  Oh,  cease,  my  -wandering  soul, 

On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 
All  the  wide  world,  to  either  pole. 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

3  Behold  the  ark  of  God, 

Behold  the  open  door ; 


366  THE  WORD   OF   THE   LORD. 

Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

4  There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blessed. 

565  c.  M. 

1  Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve : 

2  "  I  '11  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
I  know  his  courts;  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "'Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess ; 

I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone 

Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

4  "  I  '11  to  the  gracious  King  approach 

AVhose  sceptre  pardon  gives ; 
Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch. 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer ; 
But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 

I  am  resolved  to  try ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 
I  must  for  ever  die." 


THE   CHURCH.  367 

566  C.  M. 

1  Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  least, 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  ^vith  open  arms. 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms ; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room — 

3  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 

Kor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

4  Oh,  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love. 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  the  eternal  throne. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore, 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 


THE    CH-URCH. 

567  c.  M. 

1   Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord !  for  thee ; 
There  shall  our  vows  be  paid ; 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray; 
All  flesh  shall  seek  thine  aid. 


368  THE   CHUECH. 

2  Lord !  our  iniquities  prevail, 

But  pardouing  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  power  and  skill, 
To  conquer  every  sin. 

3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose 

To  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thy  house 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

4  In  answering  what  thy  church  requests 

Thy  truth  and  terror  shine, 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 
Fulfill  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wondering  nations  see 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just. 
And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 
And  make  thy  name  their  trust. 

568  c.  M. 

1  Arise,  O  King  of  grace !  arise. 

And  enter  to  thy  rest ; 
Lo  !  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes 
Thus  to  be  owned  and  blest. 

2  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

Thy  Si^irit  and  thy  word  ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

3  Here,  mighty  God !  accept  our  vows ; 

Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread ; 

Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 

And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

4  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

Let  God's  anointed  shine  ; 
Justice  and  truth  his  court  maintain 
With  love  and  power  divine. 


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5  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne  ; 
And  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Fresh  honors  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 

569  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  where  are  kings  and  empires  now 

Of  old  that  went  and  came  ? 
But,  Lord !  thy  church  is  praying  yet, 
A  thousand  years  the  same. 

2  We  mark  her  goodly  battlements 

And  her  foundations  strong  ; 
We  hear  within  the  solemn  voice 
Of  her  unending  song. 

3  For  not  like  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Thy  holy  Church,  O  God  ! 
Though  earthquake  shocks  are  threatening  her 
And  tempests  are  abroad. 

4  Unshaken  as  eternal  hills, 

Immovable  she  stands, 
A  mountain  that  shall  fill  the  earth, 
A  house  not  made  by  hands. 

570  c.  M. 

1  O  Lord  of  hosts  !  how  lovely  is 

The  place  where  thou  dost  dwell ! 
The  tabernacles  of  thy  grace 
In  pleasantness  excel. 

2  My  soul  doth  long,  yea,  even  faint, 

Jehovah's  courts  to  see  ; 
My  heart  and  flesh  are  crying  out, 
O  living  God  !  for  thee. 

3  Blest  all  who  dwell  w^ithin  thy  house ; 

They  ever  give  thee  praise  ; 
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370  THE   CHURCH. 

And  blest  the  man  whose  strength  thou  art, 
In  whose  heart  are  thy  ways ; 

4  Who,  passing  on  through  Baca's  vale, 

Do  make  of  it  a  well ; 
And  copious  rains  descending  there 
The  pools  with  water  fill. 

5  So  they  from  strength  unwearied  go 

Still  forward  unto  strength  ; 

And  they  in  Zion  shall  appear 

Before  the  Lord  at  length. 

571  C.M. 

1  The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

And  my  salvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 
What  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires ; 

Oh,  grant  me  an  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 

3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests. 

And  see  thy  beauty  still. 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 

4  When  troubles  rise  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion  where 
He  makes  my  soul  abide. 

5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around. 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
AVithin  thy  temple  sound. 


THE  CHURCH.  371 

572  c.  M. 

1  My  sou],  how  lovely  is  the  place 

To  which  thy  God  resorts ! 
'T  is  heaven  to  see  his  smiling  face, 
Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  skies 

His  saving  power  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  eyes 
With  kind  and  quickening  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  Dove 

Descends  and  fills  the  place, 
While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 
And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God !  thy  words  declare 

The  secrets  of  thy  will, 
And  still  we  seek  thy  mercy  there. 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

573  c.  M. 

1  How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

My  friends  devoutly  say, 
"  In  Zion  let  us  all  appear. 
And  keep  the  solemn  day  " ! 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road. 

The  church,  adorned  with  grace. 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God 
To  show  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  to  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne 
And  sits  in  judgment  there. 

4  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heavenly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 


372  THE   CHURCH. 

5  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still 
While  life  or  breath  remains ; 
There  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
There  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

574  7s. 

1  To  thy  temple  I  repair ; 
Lord !  I  love  to  worship  there, 
When  within  the  veil  I  meet 
Christ  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  While  thy  glorious  praise  is  sung 
Touch  my  lips,  unloose  my  tongue, 
That  my  joyful  soul  may  bless 
Thee,  the  Lord,  my  righteousness. 

3  While  the  prayers  of  saints  ascend, 
God  of  love !  to  mine  attend  ; 
Hear  me,  for  thy  Spirit  pleads. 
Hear,  for  Jesus  intercedes. 

4  While  I  hearken  to  thy  law 
Fill  my  soul  with  humble  awe. 
Till  thy  gospel  bring  to  me 
Life  and  immortality. 

575  S.  M. 

1  I  LOVE  thy  kingdom.  Lord ! 

The  house  of  thine  abode. 
The  church  our  blest  Kedeemer  saved 
With  his  own  precious  blood. 

2  I  love  thy  church,  O  God ! 

Her  walls  before  thee  stand. 
Dear  as  the  apple  of  thine  eye. 
And  graven  on  thy  hand. 

3  If  e'er  to  bless  thy  sons 

My  voice  or  hands  deny, 


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These  hands  let  useful  skill  forsake, 
This  voice  in  silence  die. 

4  For  her  my  tears  shall  fall ; 

For  her  my  prayers  ascend  ; 
To  her  my  cares  and  toils  be  given 
Till  toils  and  cares  shall  end. 

5  Beyond  my  highest  joy 

,  I  prize  her  heavenly  ways, 
Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

6  Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  given 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 
And  brighter  bliss  of  heaven. 

576  S.  M. 

1  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns ; 

Let  all  the  nations  fear ;  • 

Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 

2  In  Zion  is  his  throne ; 

His  honors  are  divine  ; 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known. 
For  there  his  glories  shine. 

577  s.  P.  M. 

1  How  pleased  and  blessed  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 

"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day." 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We'll  haste  to  Zion's  hill. 

And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay.. 

2  Zion !  thrice  happy  place. 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 


374  THE   CHUECH. 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear 
To  pray,  to  praise  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fixed  his  royal  throne ; 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  there ; 
He  bids  the  saint  be  glad, 
He  makes  the  sinner  sad 

And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest ; 
The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace. 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 

5  IVfy  tongue  repeats  her  vows : 
"  Peace  to  this  sacred  house !" 

For  there  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell ; 
And  since  my  glorious  God 
Makes  thee  his  blest  abode. 

My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 

578  c.  p.  M. 

1  Before  thee.  Lord !  a  people  waits 
To  praise  thy  name  in  Zion's  gates ; 

To  thee  shall  vows  be  paid. 
Thou  Hearer  of  the  suppliant's  prayer ! 
All  flesh  shall  unto  thee  repair 

To  seek  thy  gracious  aid. 

^  How  great  my  trespasses  appear ! 
But  from  all  guilt  thou  wilt  me  clear, 
And  my  transgressions  hide. 


THE  CHURCH.  375 

How  blest  thy  chosen,  who  by  grace 
Are  brought  within  thy  dwelling-phice, 
That  they  may  there  abide ! 

3  The  goodness  of  thy  house,  O  Lord ! 
The  joys  thy  holy  courts  afford. 

Our  souls  shall  satisfy. 
By  fearful  deeds,  in  justice  wrought, 
The  Lord  will  grant  us  what  we  sought, 

Our  Saviour,  God  most  high. 

579  H.  M. 


1  Lord  of  the  worlds  abov 


How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 

Thine  earthly  temples,  are ! 
To  thine  abode  my  heart  aspires. 
With  warm  desires  to  see  my  God. 

2  Oh,  happy  souls  who  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear ! 
Oh,  happy  men  who  pay 

Their  constant  service  there ! 
They  praise  thee  still ;  and  happy  they 
Who  love  the  way  to  Zion's  hill. 

3  They  go  from  strength  to  strength 

Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length. 

Till  each  in  heaven  appears ; 
Oh,  glorious  seat,  when  God,  our  King, 
Shall  thither  bring  our  willing  feet ! 
580  H.RL 

1  Rise,  gracious  God !  and  shine 

In  all  thy  saving  might, 
And  prosper  each  design 

To  spread  thy  glorious  light : 
Let  healing  streams  of  mercy  flow. 
That  all  the  earth  thy  truth  may  know. 


376  THE   CHURCH. 

2  Put  forth  thy  glorious  power ; 

The  nations  then  will  see, 
And  earth  present  her  store 

In  converts  born  of  thee ; 
God,  our  own  God,  his  church  will  bless, 
And  earth  shall  yield  her  full  increase. 

581  L.M. 

1  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

O  Lord  of  hosts !  thy  dwellings  are ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 
To  meet  the  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode. 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God!  my  King!  why  should  I  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee? 

3  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high 
Around  thy  throne  of  majesty ; 
Tliy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

4  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays. 
And  seek  thy  face  and  learn  thy  praise. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length. 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear. 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

582  L-  M. 

1  Lo !  God  is  here  ;  let  us  adore. 

And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power. 
And  silent  bow  before  his  fiice. 


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2  Lo !  God  is  here ;  him  day  and  night 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing ; 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 
Let  saints  their  humble  worship  bring. 

3  Lord  God  of  hosts !  oh,  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  incense  fill; 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will. 

583  s.  M. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill. 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are ! 
"  Zion  !  behold  thy  Saviour  King  ; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears. 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound. 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes. 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs. 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad ; 
Let  all  the  nations  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 


378  THE  CHURCH. 

584  L-  M.  6  lines. 

Lord  of  the  gospel  harvest !  send 
More  laborers  forth  into  thy  fiekl ; 

More  pastors  teach  thy  flock  to  tend ; 
More  workmen  raise  thy  house  to  build ; 

His  work  and  place  to  each  assign, 

And  clothe  their  word  with  power  divine. 

585  L-  M. 

1  Great  Lord  of  all  thy  churches !  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer ; 
Perfumed  by  thee,  oh  may  it  rise 
Like  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  May  every  pastor  from  above 

Be  new  inspired  with  zeal  and  love 
To  watch  thy  flock,  thy  flock  to  feed, 
And  sow  with  care  the  precious  seed. 

3  Revive  thy  churches  with  thy  grace ; 
Heal  all  our  breaches,  grant  us  peace; 
Rouse  us  from  sloth,  our  hearts  inflame 
With  ardent  zeal  for  Jesus'  name. 

4  May  young  and  old  thy  word  receive, 
Dead  sinners  hear  thy  voice  and  live, 
The  wounded  conscience  healing  find, 
And  joy  refresh  each  drooping  mind. 

5  May  aged  saints  matured  with  grace 
Abound  in  fruits  of  holiness  ; 

And  when  transplanted  to  the  skies, 
May  younger  in  their  stead  arise. 

6  Thus  we  our  suppliant  voices  raise. 
And,  weeping,  sow  the  seed  of  praise. 
In  humble  hope  that  thou  wilt  hear 
Thy  ministers'  and  people's  prayer. 


THE  CHURCH.  379 

686  L-  M. 

1  LoKD !  pour  thy  Spirit  from  on  high, 

And  thine  ordained  servants  bless ; 
Graces  and  gifts  to  each  supply, 

And  clothe  thy  priests  with  righteousness. 

2  Within  thy  temple  when  they  stand 

To  teach  the  truth  as  taught  by  thee, 
Saviour !  like  stars  in  thy  right  hand 
Let  all  thy  church's  pastors  be. 

3  Wisdom  and  zeal  and  love  impart. 

Firmness  and  meekness  from  above. 
To  bear  thy  people  in  their  heart. 

And  love  the  souls  whom  thou  dost  love ; 

4  To  love  and  pray  and  never  faint. 

By  day  and  night  their  guard  to  keep. 
To  warn  the  sinner,  form  the  saint, 
To  feed  thy  lambs  and  tend  thy  sheep. 

5  So,  when  their  work  is  finished  here. 

They  may  in  hope  their  charge  resign ; 
So,  when  their  Master  shall  appear. 
They  mny  with  crowns  of  glory  shine. 

587  t'.  M. 

1  What  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  ? 
What  though  the  prophet  and  the  priest 
Be  numbered  with  the  dead  ? 

2  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust. 

The  aged  and  the  young, 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed, 
And  mute  the  instructive  tongue, 

3  The  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  comfort  to  impart ; 
His  eye  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 


380  THE   CHUKCH. 

4  "  Lo,  I  am  with  you  !"  saith  the  Lord ; 

Thy  church  shall  safe  abide, 
For  thou  wilt  ne'er  forsake  thine  own 
Whose  souls  in  thee  confide. 

5  Through  every  scene  of  life  and  death 

This  promise  is  our  trust, 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song 
When  we  are  cold  in  dust. 

588  c.  M. 

1  Christ  and  his  cross  is  all  our  theme ; 

The  mysteries  that  we  speak 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 

2  But  souls  enlightened  from  above 

With  joy  receive  the  word ; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  power  and  love 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  savor  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath, 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
To  guilt,  despair  and  death. 

4  Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down 

Like  showers  of  heavenly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

589  c.  M. 

1  Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake 

And  take  the  alarm  they  give, 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God 
Their  solemn  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import 

The  pastor's  care  demands, 


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But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  filled  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls  for  whom  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego — 
For  souls  that  must  for  ever  live 
In  rapture  or  in  woe. 

4  All  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 

The  account  to  render  there  ; 
And  shouldst  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults. 
Lord !  how  should  we  appear  ? 

5  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach, 

Their  own  Redeemer,  see, 
And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

590  L-  M. 

1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes,  are 
one! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear ! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin  I 

3  Their  streaming  tears  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  oft  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face ; 

How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell 
There's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 


382  THE   CHURCH. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
When  nature  droops  her  sickening  fire  ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  a  heaven  of  love. 

591  C.  M. 

1  Rise,  O  my  soul !  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  worthies  trod  ; 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live ; 
Their  faith  and  hope  and  mighty  deeds 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  'T  was  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood 

They  conquered  every  foe. 
And  to  his  power  and  matchless  grace 
Their  crowns  of  life  they  owe. 

4  Lord !  may  I  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given. 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  path 
Which  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

592  H.M. 

1  One  sole  baptismal  sign, 

One  Lord  below,  above. 
One  faith,  one  hope  divine, 

One  only  watchword,  love ; 
From  different  temples  though  it  rise, 
One  song  ascendeth  to  the  skies. 

2  Our  sacrifice  is  one, 

One  Priest  before  the  throne. 
The  slain,  the  risen  Son, 

Kedeemer,  Lord  alone ; 
And  sighs  from  contrite  hearts  that  spring 
Our  chief,  our  choicest  offering. 


THE  CHURCH.  383 

3  Head  of  thy  church  beneath, 

The  catholic,  the  true, 
On  all  her  members  breathe, 

Her  broken  frame  renew ; 
Then  shall  thy  perfect  will  be  done 
When  Christians  love  and  live  as  one. 

593  7s  &  6s. 

1  Behold,  how  good  and  pleasant, 

And  how  becoming  well. 

Where  brethren  all  united 

In  peace  together  dwell ! 

2  'Tis  like  the  precious  ointment 

That  on  the  head  did  flow, 
Which  down  the  beard  of  Aaron 
Did  o'er  his  vesture  go. 

3  Like  dews  which  on  Mount  Hermon 

And  Zion  hills  descend ; 
There  God  commands  the  blessing, 
Life  that  shall  never  end. 


594  c.  M. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above 

That  have  obtained  the  prize. 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love 
To  joys  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  all  the  saints  terrestrial  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone. 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King, 
In  earth  and  heaven,  are  one. 

3  One  family  we  dwell  in  him, 

One  church  above,  beneath. 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream,  of  death. 


384  THE   CHURCH. 

4  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  his  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

5  Ten  thousand  to  their  endless  home 

This  solemn  moment  fly, 
And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  we  expect  to  die. 

6  Oh,  that  we  now  might  grasp  our  Guide ! 

Oh,  that  the  word  were  given ! 
Come,  Lord  of  hosts !  the  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  all  in  heaven. 

595  C.M. 

1  How  sweet,  how^  heavenly,  is  the  sight 

When  those  that  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight. 
And  so  fulfill  his  word ! 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part, 
AVhen  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  When  love,  in  one  delightful  stream. 

Through  every  bosom  flows, 
When  union  sw^eet  and  dear  esteem 
In  every  action  glows. 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above. 
And  he 's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

596  c.  M. 

1  Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined. 
And  saved  by  grace  alone ; 
Walking  in  all  thy  ways,  we  find 
Our  heaven  on  earth  begun. 


THE   CHURCH.  385 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, — 

Their  mighty  joys  we  know  ; 
They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praise,  • 

And  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace ; 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads  ; 

From  thence  our  spirits  rise  ; 

And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads 

Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

597  S.  M. 

1  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims,  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

•    3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 
Our  mutual  burdens  bear, 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart. 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way. 
While  each  in  expectation  lives. 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

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386  THE   CHURCH. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil  and  pain 
And  sin  we  shall  be  free, 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 

598  s-  M. 

1  Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 

Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
AVhose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  poured  the  rich  perfume. 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  filled  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
AVhere  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love, 

599  c.  M. 

1  Father  of  mercies !  send  thy  grace, 

All  powerful,  from  above. 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  Oh,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

That  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy. 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 

3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 


THE    CHURCH.  387 

4  So  Jesus  looked  on  dying  men 

When  throned  above  the  skies, 
And  midst  the  embraces  of  his  God 
He  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground, 
And  made  the  richest  of  his  blood 
A  balm  for  every  wound. 

600  c.  M. 

1  Jesus,  our  Lord  !  how  rich  thy  grace ! 

Thy  bounties  how  complete ! 
How  shall  we  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  our  poverty  bestow. 
When  all  the  worlds  are  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace, 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  mayst  be  clothed  and  fed 

And  visited  and  cheered, 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress 
Our  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

601  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  still  in  accents  sweet  and  strong 

Sounds  forth  the  ancient  word : 
"  More  reapers  for  white  harvest  fields, 
More  laborers  for  the-Lord." 

2  AVe  hear  the  call ;  in  dreams  no  more 

In  selfish  ease  we  lie, 
But  girded  for  our  Father's  work, 
Go  forth  beneath  liis  sky. 


388  THE   CHURCH. 

3  Where  prophets'  word  and  martyrs'  blood 
And  prayers  of  saints  ^Yere  sown, 
We,  to  their  labors  entering  in. 

Would  reaj)  where  they  have  strowu. 

602  i^-M. 

1  Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Ashamed  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ? 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  ashamed  of  noon ; 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he. 
Bright  Morning  Star !  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  Friend 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend ! 
No  ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I  've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
Ko  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave. 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain ; 
And  oh,  may  this  my  glory  be. 
That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

603  L.  M. 

1  Go,  labor  on  ;  spend  and  be  spent, 
Thy  joy  to  do  the  Father's  will ; 


THE   CHURCH.  389 

It  is  the  way  the  Master  went ; 

Should  not  the  servant  tread  it  still  ? 

2  Go,  labor  on  ;  't  is  not  for  naught ; 

Thine  earthly  loss  is  heavenly  gain ; 

Men  heed  thee,  love  thee,  praise  thee  not ; 

The  Master  praises — what  are  men  ? 

3  Go,  labor  on  ;  enough,  while  here, 

If  he  shall  praise  thee,  if  he  deign 
Thy  willing  heart  to  mark  and  cheer  ; 
No  toil  for  him  shall  be  in  vain. 

4  Toil  on,  and  in  thy  toil  rejoice ; 

For  toil  comes  rest,  for  exile  home ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
The  midnight  peal :  "  Behold,  I  come !" 

604  s.  M. 

1  0  Lord  !  thy  work  revive 

In  Zion's  gloomy  hour, 
And  let  our  dying  graces  live 
By  thy  restoring  power. 

2  Oh,  let  thy  chosen  few 

Awake  to  earnest  prayer ; 
Their  covenant  again  renew, 
And  walk  in  filial  fear. 

3  Thy  Spirit  then  will  speak 

Through  lips  of  humble  clay, 
Till  hearts  of  adamant  shall  break. 
Till  rebels  shall  obey. 

4  Now  lend  thy  gracious  ear. 

Now  listen  to  our  cry ; 
Oh,  come  and  bring  salvation  near ; 
Our  souls  on  thee  rely. 


390  THE   CHURCH. 

605  S.  M. 

1  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King, 

Thy  will  in  all  to  see ; 
And  what  I  do  in  anything 
To  do  it  as  for  thee ; 

2  To  scorn  the  senses'  sway, 

While  still  to  thee  I  tend  ; 
In  all  I  do  be  thou  the  way, 
In  all,  be  thou  the  end. 

3  All  may  of  thee  partake ; 

Nothing  so  small  can  be 
But  draws,  when  acted  for  thy  sake, 
Greatness  and  worth  from  thee. 

4  If  done  beneath  thy  laws, 

E'en  servile  labors  shine ; 
Hallowed  is  toil  if  this  the  cause ; 
The  meanest  work,  divine. 

606  s.  M. 

1  Laborers  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  gird  you  for  the  toil ; 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore, 
And  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine 
Dispense  your  hallowed  store. 

3  Be  faith  which  looks  above. 

With  prayer,  your  constant  guest ; 
And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeless  love 
A  mantle  round  your  breast. 

4  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth 

That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil. 
And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 


THE  CHURCH.  391 

607  7s  &  5s. 

1  Christian,  seek  not  yet  repose, 
Cast  thy  dreams  of  ease  away ; 
Thou  art  in  the  midst  of  foes, 

Therefore  watch  and  pray. 

2  Gird  thy  heavenly  armor  on, 
Wear  it  ever,  night  and  day ; 
Near  thee  lurks  the  evil  one, 

Therefore  watch  and  pray. 

3  Listen  to  thy  sorrowing  Lord, 
Him  thou  lovest  to  obey ; 

It  is  he  who  speaks  the  word. 

Therefore  watch  and  pray. 

4  'Twas  by  watching  and  by  prayer 
Holy  men  of  olden  day 

Won  the  palms  and  crowns  they  wear, 
Therefore  watch  and  pray. 

5  Watch,  for  thou  thy  guard  must  keep ; 
Pray,  for  God  must  speed  thy  way ; 
Narrow  is  the  road  and  steep. 

Therefore  watch  and  pray. 

608  8s  &  7s. 

1  He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping, 

Bearing  precious  seed  in  love, 
Never  tiring,  never  sleeping, 
Findeth  mercy  from  above. 

2  Soft  descend  the  dews  of  heaven, 

Bright  the  rays  celestial  shine  ; 
Precious  fruits  will  thus  be  given 
Through  an  influence  all  divine. 

3  Sow  thy  seed,  be  never  weary. 

Let  no  fears  thy  soul  annoy ; 
Be  the  prospect  ne'er  so  dreary. 
Thou  shalt  reap  the  fruits  of  joy. 


392  THE  cHurwCii. 

4  Lo !  the  scene  of  verdure  brightening. 
See  the  rising  grain  appear ; 
Look  again ;  the  fields  are  whitening, 
For  the  harvest-time  is  near. 

609  L-  M. 

1  Ye  Christian  heralds,  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  in  Emmanuel's  name  ; 
To  distant  climas  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  rose  of  Sharon  there. 

2  He'll  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire. 
With  flaming  zeal  your  breasts  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more — 
Meet,  with  the  blood-bought  throng  to  fall. 
And  crown  our  Jesus  Lord  of  all. 

610  L-  M. 

1  O  Israel  !  to  thy  tents  repair ; 

Why  thus  secure  on  hostile  ground  ? 
Thy  King  commands  thee  to  beware. 
For  many  foes  thy  camp  surround. 

2  The  trumpet  gives  a  martial  strain  ; 

O  Israel !  gird  thee  for  the  fight ; 
Arise,  the  combat  to  maintain, 
And  put  thine  enemies  to  flight. 

3  Thou  shouldst  not  sleep  as  others  do ; 

Awake,  be  vigilant,  be  brave ; 
The  coward,  and  the  sluggard  too. 
Must  wear  the  fetters  of  the  slave. 

4  A  nobler  lot  is  cast  for  thee, 

A  kingdom  waits  thee  in  the  skies ; 


THE   CHURCH.  393 

With  such  a  hope,  shall  Israel  flee, 

Or  yield,  through  weariness,  the  prize  ? 

5  No ;  let  a  careless  world  repose 

And  slumber  on  through  life's  short  day, 
While  Israel  to  the  conflict  goes, 
And  bears  the  glorious  prize  away. 

611  L-  M- 

1  Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  oppressed. 

Outcasts  from  Zion's  hallowed  ground. 

Oh,  why  should  Israel's  sons,  once  blessed, 

Still  roam  the  scorning  world  around? 

2  Lord !  visit  thy  forsaken  race. 

Back  to  thy  fold  the  wanderers  bring ; 
Teach  them  to  seek  thy  slighted  grace, 
And  hail  in  Christ  their  promised  King. 

3  The  veil  of  darkness  rend  in  twain 

AVhich  hides  their  Shiloh's  glorious  light, 
The  severed  olive  branch  again 
Firm  to  its  parent  stock  unite. 

4  Hail,  glorious  day,  expected  long. 

When  Jew  and  Greek  one  prayer  shall  pour, 
With  eager  feet  one  temple  throng. 
With  grateful  praise  one  God  adore. 

012  L  jr. 

1  Triumphant  Zion  !  lift  thy  head 
From  dust  and  darkness  and  the  dead  ; 
Though  humbled  long,  awake  at  length, 
And  gird  thee  with  thy  Saviour's  strength. 

2  Put  all  thy  beauteous  garments  on, 
And  let  thine  excellence  be  known  ; 
Decked  in  the  robes  of  righteousness, 
The  world  thy  glories  shall  confess. 


394  THE   CHURCH. 

3  No  more  shall  foes  unclean  invade, 
And  fill  thy  hallowed  walls  with  dread ; 
No  more  shall  hell's  insulting  host 
Their  vict'ry  and  thy  sorrows  boast. 

4  God  from  on  high  has  heard  thy  prayer ; 
His  hand  thy  ruins  shall  repair ; 

Nor  will  thy  watchful  INIonarch  cease 
To  guard  thee  in  eternal  peace. 

613  L-  M. 

1  Ascend  thy  throne,  almighty  King ! 

And  spread  thy  glories  all  abroad  ; 
Let  thine  own  arm  salvation  bring, 
And  be  thou  known  the  gracious  God. 

2  Let  millions  bow  before  thy  seat. 

Let  huml)le  mourners  see  thy  face ; 
Bring  daring  rebels  to  thy  feet, 
Subdued  by  thy  victorious  grace. 

3  Oh,  let  the  kingdoms  of  the  world 

Become  the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord ; 
Let  saints  and  angels  praise  thy  name, 
Be  thou  thro'  heaven  and  earth  adored. 

614  L.  M. 

1  "  Go,  preach  my  gospel !"  saith  the  Lord  ; 

"  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive ; 
He  shall  be  saved  that  trusts  my  word ; 
He  shall  be  lost  that  won't  believe. 

2  "  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  gospel  true. 
By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  "  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands ; 

I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end ; 


THE    CHURCH.  395 

All  power  is  trusted  to  my  hands, 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

4  He  spake,  and  light  shone  round  his  head  ; 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heaven  he  rode ; 
They  to  the  farthest  nation  spread 
The  grace  of  their  ascended  God. 

615  i^-  ^r- 

1  Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise 
Through  all  the  millions  of  the  skies, 
That  song  of  triumph  which  records 
That  all  the  earth  is  now  the  Lord's. 

2  Let  thrones  and  powers  and  kingdoms  be 
Obedient,  mighty  God!  to  thee; 

And  over  land  and  stream  and  main 
Wave  thou  the  sceptre  of  thy  reign. 

3  Oh,  that  the  anthem  now  might  swell, 
And  host  to  host  the  trium})h  tell. 
That  not  one  rebel  heart  remains. 
But  over  all  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

616  L-  ^M- 

1  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God ! 

In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace. 

Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 

Descend  on  our  apostate  race. 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word ; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light. 

Confusion,  order  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might, 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 


396  THE    CHURCH. 

4  O  Spirit  of  tlie  Lord  !  prepare 

A  sinful  world  their  God  to  meet; 

Breathe  thou  abroad  like  morning  air, 

Till  hearts  of  stone  begin  to  beat. 

5  Baptize  the  nations ;  far  and  nigh 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record  ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  kindred  call  him  Lord. 

617  L  M. 

1  Jerus!  thy  church  with  longing  eyes 

For  thine  expected  con>ing  waits  ; 
When  will  ^he  promised  light  arise, 
And  glory  beam  from  Zion's  gates? 

2  E'en  now,  when  tempests  round  us  fall 

And  wintry  clouds  o'ercast  the  sky, 
Thy  w^ords  with  pleasure  we  recall. 
And  deem  that  our  redemption's  nigh. 

3  Oh,  come  and  reign  o'er  every  land  ; 

Let  Satan  from  his  throne  be  hurled, 
All  nations  bow  to  thy  command, 
And  grace  revive  a  dying  world. 

4  Teach  us  in  watchfulness  and  prayer 

To  wait  for  the  appointed  hour, 
And  fit  us  by  thy  grace  to  share 

The  triumphs  of  thy  conquering  power. 

618  L-  M. 

1  Thy  people,  Lord  I  who  trust  thy  word, 

And  wait  the  smilings  of  thy  face, 
Assemble  round  thy  mercy-seat. 

And  plead  the  promise  of  thy  grace. 

2  Hast  thou  not  sworn  to  give  thy  Son 

To  be  a  light  to  Gentile  lands, 


THE  CHURCH.  397 


To  open  the  benighted  eyes, 

And  loose  the  wi-etched  pris'ners'  hands 

3  Hast  thou  not  said  from  sea  to  sea 

His  vast  dominion  shall  extend  ? 
That  every  tongue  shall  call  him  Lord, 
And  every  knee  before  him  bend  ? 

4  Now  let  the  happy  time  appear — 

The  time  to  favor  Zion  come ; 
Send  forth  thy  heralds  far  and  near, 
And  call  thy  banished  children  home. 


619  L.  M. 

1  Great  God  !  whose  universal  sAvay 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Sun, 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  sceptre  well  becomes  his  hands. 
All  heaven  submits  to  his  commands ; 
His  justice  shall  avenge  the  poor, 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

3  With  power  he  vindicates  the  just. 
And  treads  th'  oppressor  in  the  dust ; 
His  worship  and  his  fear  shall  last 
Till  hours  and  years  and  time  be  past. 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown. 
So  shall  he  send  his  influence  down ; 
His  grace  on  fainting  souls  distills 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  thirsty  hills. 

5  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 


398  THE   CHURCH. 

6  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise ; 
Peace  like  a  river  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

620  L-  M. 

1  Sovereign  of  worlds!  display  thy  power, 
Be  this  thy  Sion's  favored  hour  ; 

Oh,  bid  the  morning  star  arise. 
Oh,  point  the  heathen  to  the  skies. 

2  Set  up  thy  throne  where  Satan  reigns, 
On  western  wilds  and  eastern  plains ; 
Far  let  the  gospel's  sound  be  known, 
Make  thou  the  universe  thine  own. 

3  Speak,  and  the  world  shall  hear  thy  voice. 
Speak,  and  the  desert  shall  rejoice ; 
Dispel  the  gloom  of  heathen  night, 

Bid  every  nation  hail  the  light. 

621  L.  M. 

1  Arm  of  the  Lord !  awake,  awake. 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake. 
And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  w^'ought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone ;" 

Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt, 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt, 
But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood  that  flowed  from  Jesus'  side. 


THE   CHURCH.  399 

4  Almighty  God !  thy  grace  proclaim, 
In  every  land  declare  thy  name, 
Till  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

622  c.  M. 

1  Great  God !  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine, 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord !  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind. 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord !  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound? 

4  Smile,  Lord  !  on  each  sincere  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays. 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
The  temple  of  thy  praise. 

623  c.  M. 

1  Behold,  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 

In  latter  days  shall  rise. 
On  mountain  tops,  above  the  hills. 
And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round. 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow^ ; 
"  Up  to  the  hill  of  God,"  they  say, 
"  And  to  his  house,  we'll  go." 

3  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land ; 


400  THE   CHURCH. 

The  King:  who  reisrns  in  Salem's  toAvers 
Shall  all  the  world  command. 

4  No  longer  hosts  encountering  hosts 
Their  millions  slain  deplore  ; 
They  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

62-t  c.  M. 

1  Daughter  of  Zion !  from  the  dust 

Exalt  thy  fallen  head  ; 
Again  in  thy  Redeemer  trust ; 
He  calls  thee  from  the  dead. 

2  Awake,  awake,  put  on  thy  strength. 

Thy  beautiful  array ; 
The  day  of  freedom  dawns  at  length, 
The  Lord's  appointed  day. 

3  Rebuild  thy  walls,  thy  bounds  enlarge, 

And  send  thy  heralds  forth  ; 
Say  to  the  South,  "Give  up  thy  charge. 
And  keep  not  back,  O  North  !" 

4  They  come,  they  come;  thine  exiled  bands, 

Where'er  they  rest  or  roam. 
Have  heard  thy  voice  in  distant  lands. 
And  hasten  to  their  home. 

5  Thus,  though  the  universe  shall  burn 

And  God  his  works  destroy, 
With  songs  thy  ransomed  shall  return, 
And  everlasting  joy. 

625  c.  M. 

1  Jesus,  immortal  King!  arise, 
Rise  and  assert  thy  sway. 
Till  earth,  subdued,  its  tribute  bring, 
And  distant  lands  obey. 


THE    CHURCH.  401 

2  Ride  forth,  victorious  Conqueror !  ride, 

Till  all  thy  foes  submit, 
And  all  the  powers  of  hell  resign 
Their  trophies  at  thy  feet. 

3  Send  forth  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly 

This  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  soul  beneath  the  sun 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

4  From  sea  to  sea,  from  shore  to  shore, 

May  Jesus  be  adored. 
And  earth,  with  all  her  millions,  shout 
Hosannas  to  the  Lord. 

626  c.  M. 

1  Shine,  mighty  God !  on  Zion  shine 

With  beams  of  heavenly  grace ; 
Reveal  thy  power  through  all  our  coasts. 
And  show  thy  smiling  face. 

2  When  shall  thy  name  from  shore  to  shore 

Sound  all  the  earth  abroad, 
And  distant  nations  know  and  love 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands ! 

Sing  loud  with  solemn  voice; 
Let  every  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 
And  every  heart  rejoice. 

4  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  sovereign  Judge, 

That  sits  enthroned  above, 
In  wisdom  rules  the  worlds  he  made, 
And  bids  them  taste  his  love. 

627  c.  M. 

1  Light  of  the  lonely  pilgrim's  heart ! 
Star  of  the  coming  day ! 
Arise,  and  with  thy  morning  beams 

Chase  all  our  griefs  away. 
26 


402  TPIE   CHURCH. 

2  Come,  blessed  Lord !  let  every  shore 

And  answering  island  sing 
The  praises  of  thy  royal  name, 
And  ONvn  thee  as  their  King. 

3  Bid  the  whole  earth,  responsive  now 

To  the  bright  world  above. 
Break  forth  in  sweetest  strains  of  joy 
In  memory  of  thy  love. 

4  Jesus!  thy  fair  creation  groans, 

The  air,  the  earth,  the  sea. 
In  unison  with  all  our  hearts, 
And  calls  aloud  for  thee. 

5  Thine  was  the  cross,  with  all  its  fruits 

Of  grace  and  peace  divine ; 
Be  thine  the  crown  of  glory  now, 
The  palm  of  victory  thine. 

G28  S.  M. 

1  O  LoED  our  God !  arise. 

The  cause  of  truth  maintain. 
And  w^ide  o'er  all  the  peopled  world 
Extend  her  blessed  reign. 

2  Thou  Prince  of  life !  arise, 

Nor  let  thy  glory  cease ; 
Far  spread  the  conquests  of  thy  grace. 
And  bless  the  earth  with  peace. 

3  Thou  Holy  Ghost!  arise. 

Expand  thy  quickening  wing. 
And  o'er  a  dark  and  ruined  w^orld 
Let  light  and  order  spring. 

4  All  on  the  earth  arise. 

To  God  the  Saviour  sing. 
From  shore  to  shore,  from  earth  to  heaven. 
Let  echoing  anthems  ring. 


THE   CHURCH.  403 

629  ^.  M. 

1  The  Lord  to  my  Lord  said, 

At  ray  right  hand  sit  thou, 
Until  Tmake  thy  enemies 
Beneath  thy  feet  to  bow. 

2  Thy  rod  of  strength  the  Lord 

Shall  out  of  Zion  send, 
And  over  all  thy  enemies 
Do  thou  thy  power  extend. 

3  And  in  the  day  when  thou 

Dost  thy  great  power  take, 
Thy  people  shall  themselves  to  thee 
A  freewill  off 'ring  make. 

4  In  beauteous,  holy  robes 

Arrayed  they  come  to  thee ; 
As  dew-drops  from  the  morning  womb, 
Thy  youth  shall  ever  be. 

5  The  Lord  an  oath  hath  sworn, 

An  oath  he  will  not  break : 
For  ever  like  Melchisedec's 
Thy  priesthood  I  will  make, 

630  S-  M. 

1  Ye  messengers  of  Christ ! 

His  sovereign  voice  obey  ; 
Arise,  and  follow  where  he  leads, 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 

2  The  Master  whom  you  serve 

Will  needful  strength  bestow  ; 
Depending  on  his  promised  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go — 

3  Go,  spread  the  Saviour's  fame  ; 

And  tell  his  matchless  grace 
To  the  most  guilty  and  depraved 
Of  Adam's  numerous  race. 


404  THE   CHURCH. 

4  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose  ; 
The  cause  is  God's,  and  must  prevail, 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

631  c.  M. 

1  To  our  almighty  Maker,  God, 

New  honors  be  addressed  ; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blessed, 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first ; 

His  truth  fulfills  the  grace ; 
The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 

3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim 

With  all  her  difterent  tongues, 
And  spread  the  honors  of  his  name 
In  melody  and  songs. 

632  s.  M. 

1  O  God  of  sovereign  grace ! 

We  bow  before  thy  throne, 
And  plead  for  all  the  human  race 
The  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Spread  through  the  earth,  O  Lord  ! 

The  knowledge  of  thy  ways, 

And  let  all  lauds  w4th  joy  record 

The  great  Redeemer's  praise. 

633  s.  M. 

1  Thy  name,  almighty  Lord ! 

Shall  sound  through  distant  lands; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word; 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 


THE   CHURCH.  405 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  spread, 

And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 

634  7s. 

1  Watchmax,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveler,  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 

See  that  glory-beaming  star. 
AVatchman,  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveler,  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day — 

Promised  day  of  Israel. 

2  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveler,  blessedness  and  light. 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman,  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth? 
Traveler,  ages  are  its  own  ; 

See!  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman,  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveler,  darkness  takes  its  flight. 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 
Watchman,  let  thy  wanderings  cease, 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveler,  lo !  the  Prince  of  peace, 

Lo !  the  Son  of  God,  is  come  ! 

635  7s. 

1  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace ! 
Show  the  brightness  of  thy  face ; 


406  THE    CHURCH. 

Shine  upon  us,  Saviour !  shine  ; 
Fill  thy  church  with  light  divine, 
And  thy  saving  health  extend 
Unto  earth's  remotest  end. 

2  Let  the  people  praise  thee,  Lord ! 
Be  by  all  that  live  adored ; 
Let  the  nations  shout  and  sing 
Glory  to  their  Saviour  King ; 
At  thy  feet  their  tribute  pay, 
And  thy  holy  will  obey. 

8  Let  the  people  praise  thee.  Lord ! 
Earth  shall  then  her  fruits  afford ; 
God  to  man  his  blessing  give ; 
Man  to  God  devoted  live ; 
All  below  and  all  above 
One  in  joy,  in  light,  in  love. 

636 

1  Hasten,  Lord  !  the  glorious  time 

AVhen,  beneath  INIessiah's  sway, 
Every  nation,  every  clime, 
Shall  the  gospel's  call  obey. 

2  Mightiest  kings  his  power  shall  own, 

Heathen  tribes  his  name  adore ! 
Satan  and  his  host,  o'erthrown, 

Bound  in  chains,  shall  hurt  no  more. 

3  Then  shall  wars  and  tumults  cease, 

Then  be  banished  grief  and  pain  : 
Righteousness  and  joy  and  peace 
Undisturbed  shall  ever  reign. 

4  Bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord ; 

Ever  praise  his  glorious  name : 
All  his  mighty  acts  record  ; 

All  his  W'Ondrous  love  proclaim. 


THE   CHURCH.  407 

G37  12s.  4  lines. 

1  The  voice  of  free  grace  cries,  "  Escape  to  the 
moimtain ; 
For  Adam's  lost  race  Christ  hath  opeued  a 

fountain ; 
For   sin   and   un cleanness   and    every   trans- 
gression, 
His  blood    flows  most  freely  in   streams   of 

salvation." 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  who  hath  purchased 

our  pardon ! 
We  '11  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over 
Jordan. 


2  Ye  souls  that  are  wounded,  repair  to  the 
Saviour ; 

He  calls  you  in  mercy,  'tis  infinite  favor  ; 

Your  sins  are  increased  as  high  as  a  moun- 
tain ; 

His  blood  can  remove  them ;  it  flows  from 
the  fountain. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  who  hath  purchased 
our  pardon ! 

We  '11  praise  him  again  when  we  pass  over 
Jordan. 


3  Now  Jesus   our    King    reigns    triumphantly 
glorious ; 

O'er   sin,   death   and   hell   he   is   more  than 
victorious  ; 

With  shouting  proclaim  it,  oh,  trust  in  his 
passion ; 

He   saves   us   most   freely,  oh,  glorious   sal- 
vation ! 
Hallelujah,  etc. 


408  THE   CHURCH. 

4  Our  Jesus  his  name  now  proclaims  all  vic- 

torious, 

He    reigns    over    all    and    his    kingdom   is 
glorious ; 

To   Jesus    we'll  join  with  the  great  congre- 
gation 

In  triumph  ascribing  to  him  our  salvation. 
Hallelujah,  etc. 

5  With  joy  shall  we  stand  when  escaped  to  the 

shore ! 
With  harps  in  our  hands  we  will  praise  him 

the  more ; 
We  '11  range  the  sweet  plains  on  the  banks  of 

the  river, 
And  sing  of  salvation  for  ever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  who  hath  purchased 

our  pardon ! 
We'll   praise   him  again  when  we  pass  over 

Jordan. 

638  7s  &  5s. 

1  God  of  grace !  oh  let  thy  light 
Bless  our  dim  and  blinded  sight; 
Like  the  day-spring  on  the  night 

Bid  thy  grace  to  shine. 

2  To  the  nations  led  astray 
Thine  eternal  love  display  ; 
Let  thy  truth  direct  their  way 

Till  the  world  be  thine. 

3  Praise  to  thee,  the  faithful  Lord  ; 
Let  all  tongues  in  glad  accord 
Learn  the  good  thanksgiving  word, 

Ever  praising  thee. 

4  Let  them,  moved  to  gladness,  sing, 
Owning  thee  their  Judge  and  King 


THE   CHURCH.  409 

Righteous  truth  shall  bloom  and  spring 
Where  thy  rule  shall  be. 

5  Praise  to  thee,  all-faithful  Lord  ! 
Let  all  tongues  in  glad  accord 
Speak  the  good  thanksgiving  word, 

Heart-rejoicing  praise. 

6  So  the  fruitful  earth's  increase, 
Bounty  of  the  God  of  peace, 
Never  in  its  course  shall  cease 

Through  the  length  of  days. 

7  While  his  grace  our  life  shall  cheer, 
Farthest  lands  shall  own  his  fear, 
Brought  to  him  in  worship  near, 

Taught  his  mercy's  ways. 

639  P.  M. 

Chorus. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  exultingly  sing ; 
Jerusalem  triumphs,  Messiah  is  King. 

1  ZiON,  the  marvelous  story  be  telling. 

The  son  of  the  Highest,  how  lowly  his  birth  ; 
The  brightest  archangel  in  glory  excelling, 
He  stoops  to  redeem  thee,  he  reigns  upon 
earth. 
Chorus. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

Chorus. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

2  Tell  how  he  cometh  ;  from  nation  to  nation, 

The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo 
round ; 
How  free  to  the  faithful  he  offers  salvation ! 
How   his   people  with   joy  everlasting  are 
crowned ! 
Chorus. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

Chorus. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

3  Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 

And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise ; 


410  THE    CHURCH. 

Ye  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  siuging ; 
One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and 
the  skies. 
Chorus. — Shout  the  glad  tidings,  etc. 

610  H.  M. 

1  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow  ; 

The  gladly  solemn  sound 
Let  all  the  nations  know. 

To  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come : 
Keturn,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

2  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  all-atoning  Lamb ; 
Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim. 
The  year,  etc. 

3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  naught 

Your  heritage  above, 
Come,  take  it  back  unbought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love. 
The  year,  etc. 

4  The  gospel  trumpet  hear. 

The  news  of  heavenly  grace, 
And  saved  from  earth  appear 

Before  your  Saviour's  face. 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come : 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

641  lis  &  10s. 

1  Daughter  of  Zion  !  awake  from  thy  sadness ; 
Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no 
more : 


THE  CntJFvCH.  411 

Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns   the   days  tar  of 
gladness ; 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

2  Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  sub- 

dued them 
And  scattered  their  legions  was   mightier 
far; 
They  fled   like   the   chaff  from   the   scourge 
that  pursued  them ; 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots 
of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion !  the  power  that  hath  saved 

thee 
Extolled    with    the    hurp  and  the  timbrel 

should  be ; 
Shout,  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved 

thee; 
The  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 

642  lis  &  lOs. 

1  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morn- 

ing; 
Joy  to  the  lands  that  in  darkness  have  lain ; 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourn- 

i"g ; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

2  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning. 

Long  by  the  prophets  of  Israel  foretold ; 

Hail  to  the  millions  from  bondage  returning ; 

Gentiles  and  Jews  the  blest  vision  behold. 

3  Lo !  in  the  desert  rich  flowers  are  springing, 

Streams  ever  copious  are  gliding  along ; 
Loud  from  the  mountain-top  echoes  are  ring- 
ing, 
Wastes  rise  in  verdure  and  mingle  in  song. 


412  THE   CHURCH. 

4  See!   from   all  lands,  from   the  isles  of  tlie 

ocean, 
Praise  to  Jehovah  ascending  on  high ; 
Fallen  are  the  engines  of  war  and  commotion, 
Shouts  of  salvation  are  rending  the  sky. 

5  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad  morning; 

Joy  to  the  lauds  that  in  darkness  have  laiu  ; 
Hushed  be  the  accents  of  sorrow  and  mourn- 
ing; 
Zion  in  triumph  begins  her  mild  reign. 

643  7s  &  6s. 

1  The  morning  light  is  breaking  ; 

The  darkness  disappears ; 
The  sous  of  earth  are  waking 

To  penitential  tears ; 
Each  breeze  that  sweeps  the  ocean 

Brings  tidings  from  afar 
Of  nations  in  commotion. 

Prepared  for  Zion's  war. 

2  Rich  dews  of  grace  come  o'er  us 

In  many  a  gentle  shower, 
And  brighter  scenes  before  us 

Are  opening  every  hour ; 
Each  cry  to  heaven  going 

Abundant  answers  brings, 
And  heavenly  gales  are  blowing 

With  peace  upon  their  wings. 

3  See  heathen  nations  bending 

Before  the  God  we  love. 
And  thousand  hearts  ascending 

In  gratitude  above ; 
While  sinners,  now  confessing, 

The  gospel  call  obey, 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  blessing, 

A  nation  in  a  day. 


THE   CHURCH.  413 

Blest  river  of  salvation ! 

Pursue  thine  onward  way ; 
Flow  thou  to  every  nation, 

Nor  in  thy  richness  stay — 
Stay  not  till  all  the  lowly 

Triumphant  reach  their  home ; 
Stay  not  till  all  the  holy 

Proclaim  "  The  Lord  is  come." 


644  7s  &  6s, 

1  Now  be  the  gospel  banner 

In  every  land  unfurled  ; 
And  be  the  shout,  "  Hosanua  !" 

Re-echoed  through  the  world, 
Till  every  isle  and  nation. 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue. 
Receive  the  great  salvation. 

And  join  the  happy  throng, 

2  What  though  the  embattled  legions 

Of  earth  and  hell  combine  ? 
His  povrer  throughout  their  regions 

Shall  soon  resplendent  shine  ; 
Ride  on,  O  Lord  !  victorious, 

Immanuel,  Prince  of  peace! 
Thy  triumph  shall  be  glorious, 

Thine  empire  still  increase. 

3  Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  for  ever, 

O  Jesus,  King  of  kings ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor. 

Each  ransomed  captive  sings ; 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise, 
The  hills  and  valleys,  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise. 


414  THE    CHURCH. 

645  7s  &  6s. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand, 
From  many  an  ancient  river. 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Bh)\v  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile? 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness. 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we  whose  souls  are  lighted 

With  wisdom  from  on  high. 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny? 
Salvation  !  oh,  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learned  Messiah's  name. 

4  Waft,  waft,  ye  winds !  his  story, 

And  you,  ye  waters !  roll. 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory. 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  pole ; 
Till  o'er  our  ransomed  nature 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 

In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 


THE  CHURCH.  415 

646  7s&6s. 

1  Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son  ; 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed. 

His  reign  on  earth  begun ; 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free. 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy. 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong  ; 
To  give  them  gongs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light. 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

"Were  precious  in  his  sight. 

3  He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth. 
And  love,  joy,  hope,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  ; 
Before  him  on  the  mountains 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go. 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend. 
His  kingdom  still  increasing — 

A  kingdom  without  end; 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever  ; 

That  name  to  us  is  Love. 


416  THE   CHURCH. 

647  8s  &  6s. 

1  When,  Lord !  to  this  our  western  land, 
Led  by  thy  providential  hand, 

Our  wandering  fathers  came, 
Their  ancient  homes,  their  friends  in  youth, 
Sent  forth  the  heralds  of  thy  truth 

To  keep  them  in  thy  name. 

2  Then  through  our  solitary  coast 
The  desert  features  soon  were  lost ; 

Thy  temples  then  arose ; 
Our  shores,  as  culture  made  them  fair, 
Were  hallowed  by  thy  rites,  by  prayer, 

And  blossomed  as  the  rose. 

3  And  oh,  may  we  repay  this  debt 
To  regions  solitary  yet 

Within  our  spreading  land  ; 
There  brethren  from  our  common  home 
Still  westward,  like  our  fathers,  roam. 

Still  guided  by  thy  hand. 

4  Saviour !  we  own  this  debt  of  love  ; 
Oh,  shed  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

To  move  each  Christian  breast ; 
Till  heralds  shall  thy  truth  proclaim. 
And  temples  rise  to  fix  thy  name. 

Through  all  our  desert  west. 

648  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  On  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 

Lo !  the  sacred  herald  stands. 
Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing — 
Zion  long  in  hostile  lands ; 

Mourning  captive ! 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands. 

2  Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful, 

All  thy  friends  unfaithful  proved  ? 


THE   CHURCH.  417 

Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 
By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unmoved  ? 

Cease  thy  mourning ; 
Zion  still  is  \Yell  beloved. 

3  God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee, 

He  himself  appears  thy  friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  beibre  thee, 
Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end  ; 

Great  deliverance 
Zion's  King  will  quickly  send. 

4  Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee, 

All  thy  warfare  now  is  past, 
God,  thy  Saviour,  shall  defend  thee, 
Peace  and  joy  are  come  at  last ; 

All  thy  conflicts 
End  in  everlasting  rest. 
649  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded — 

Zion,  kept  by  power  divine ; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 

Though  the  world  in  arms  combine ; 

Happy  Zion, 
What  a  favored  lot  is  thine ! 

2  Every  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove ; 
Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish ; 
Heaven  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 

But  no  changes 
Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

3  In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee. 

Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 
But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 

Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight ; 
God  is  with  thee — 

God,  thine  everlasting  light. 
27 


418  THE   CHURCH. 

650  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Cheered  by  no  celestial  ray, 
Sun  of  righteousness  !  arising, 

Bring  the  bright,  the  glorious  day ; 

Send  the  gospel 
To  the  earth's  remotest  bounds. 

2  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them.  Lord !  the  glorious  light. 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night ; 

And  redemption. 
Freely  purchased,  win  the  day. 

3  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  Gospel ! 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  ; 
May  thy  lasting,  wide  dominions 
Multiply  and  still  increase  ; 

Sway  thy  sceptre, 
Saviour !  all  the  world  around. 

651  8s  &  7s. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God ; 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken 

Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode ; 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded. 

Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

2  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters. 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters. 

And  all  fear  of  want  remove ; 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  to  assuage — 


THE   CHUECH.  419 

Grace  whicli,  like  the  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age  ? 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering. 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near ; 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 

Light  by  night  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

652  s.  M. 

1  O  THOU  whom  we  adore ! 

To  bless  our  earth  again, 
Assume  thine  own  almighty  power, 
And  o'er  the  nations  reign. 

2  The  world's  desire  and  hope. 

All  power  to  thee  is  given  ; 
Now  set  the  last  great  empire  up, 
Eternal  Lord  of  heaven ! 

3  A  gracious  Saviour,  thou 

Wilt  all  thy  creatures  bless ; 
And  every  knee  to  thee  shall  bow, 
And  every  tongue  confess. 

4  According  to  thy  word. 

Now  be  thy  grace  revealed  ; 
And  with  the  knowledge  of  the  Lord 
Let  all  the  earth  be  filled. 

653  L.  M. 

1  Dear  Saviour !  if  these  lambs  should  stray 
From  thy  secure  enclosure's  bound. 
And  lured  by  worldly  joys  away 

Among  the  thoughtless  crowd  be  found, 


420  THE   CHUPwCH. 

2  Remember  still  that  tliey  are  thiDe, 

That  thy  dear  sacred  name  they  bear; 
Think  that  the  seal  of  love  divine, 

The  sign  of  covenant  grace,  they  wear. 

3  In  all  their  erring,  sinful  years 

Oh,  let  them  ne'er  forgotten  be ; 
Kemember  all  the  prayers  and  tears 
Which  made  them  consecrate  to  thee. 

4  And  when  these  lips  no  more  can  pray, 

These  eyes  can  weep  for  them  no  more, 
Turn  thou  their  feet  from  folly's  way. 
The  wand'rers  to  thy  fold  restore. 

(55-i  L.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Ghost!  come  from  on  high, 

Baj^tizer  of  our  spirits,  thou  ! 
The  sacramental  seal  apply. 

And  witness  with  the  water  now. 

2  Exert  thy  energy  divine. 

And  sprinkle  the  atoning  blood  ; 
May  Father,  Son  and  Spirit  join 
To  seal  this  child  a  child  of  God. 

655  L.  M. 

1  Great  Saviour !  who  didst  condescend 

Young  children  in  thy  arms  to  embrace, 
Still  prove  thyself  the  infant's  friend, 
Baptize  them  with  thy  cleansing  grace. 

2  Whilst  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth. 

Be  thou  their  Guardian  and  their  Guide, 
That  they,  directed  by  thy  truth. 
May  never  from  thy  precepts  slide. 

3  To  love  thy  word  their  hearts  incline, 

To  understand  it  light  impart  ; 
O  Saviour !   consecrate  them  thine. 
Take  full  possession  of  their  heart. 


THE   CHURCH.  421 

656  L-  M. 

1  A  LITTLE  child  the  Saviour  came, 
The  miglity  God  was  still  his  name, 
And  angels  worshiped  as  he  lay, 
The  seeming  infant  of  a  day. 

2  He  who,  a  little  child,  began 
The  life  divine  to  show  to  man. 
Proclaims  from  heaven  the  message  free, 
Let  little  children  come  to  me. 

3  AYe  bring  them,  Lord  ;  and  with  the  sign 
Of  sprinkled  water  name  them  thine  ; 
Their  souls  with  saving  grace  endow. 
Baptize  them  with  thy  Spirit  now. 

4  Oh,  give  thine  angels  charge,  good  Lord ! 
Them  safely  in  thy  way  to  guard ; 

Thy  blessing  on  their  lives  command, 
And  write  their  names  upon  thy  hand. 

657  c.  M 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  fair  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo  !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  asce 


422  THE    CHUECH. 

May  shake  the  soul  with  sorroAv's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  0  thou  whose  infant  feet  were  found 

Within  thy  Father's  shrine, 
Whose  years,  with  changeless  virtue  crowned, 
Were  all  alike  divine ! — 

6  Dependent  on  thy  bounteous  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone 
In  childhood,  manhood  and  in  death 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

658  c.  M. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 

With  all-engaging  charms : 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms  ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name, 
For  't  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord !  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine. 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

659  6s  &  4s. 

1  Shepherd  of  tender  youth. 
Guiding  in  love  and  truth 

Through  devious  ways, 
Christ,  our  triumphant  King ! 
We  come  thy  name  to  sing, 
And  here  our  children  bring. 

To  join  thy  praise. 

2  O  wisdom's  great  High  Priest ! 
Thou  hast  prepared  the  feast 


THE   CHURCH.  423 

Of  holy  love ; 
And  iu  our  mortal  pain 
None  calls  on  thee  in  vain ! 
Help  thou  dost  not  disdain, 

Help  from  above. 

3  Ever  be  near  our  side, 

Our  Shepherd  and  our  Guide, 

Our  staff  and  song  ! 
Jesus,  thou  Christ  of  God  ! 
By  thine  enduring  ^vord 
Lead  us  where  thou  hast  trod ; 

Make  our  faith  strong. 

4  So  now,  and  till  we  die, 
Sound  we  thy  praises  high, 

And  joyful  sing ; 
Let  all  the  holy  throng 
Who  to  thy  church  belong 
Unite  and  swell  the  song 

To  Christ  our  King. 

660     •  73. 

1  Heavenly  Father !  may  thy  love 
Beam  uj)on  us  from  above ; 

Let  this  infant  find  a  place 
In  thy  covenant  of  grace. 

2  Son  of  God !  be  with  us  here. 
Listen  to  our  humble  prayer ; 
Let  thy  blood  on  Calvary  spilt 
Cleanse  this  child  from  nature's  guilt. 

3  Holy  Ghost!  to  thee  we  cry, 
Thou  this  infant  sanctify; 
Thine  almighty  power  display, 
Seal  him  (Jier)  to  redemption's  day. 

4  Great  Jehovah  !  Father,  Son, 
Holy  Spirit,  Three  iu  One, 


424  THE   CHURCH. 

Let  the  blessing  come  from  thee  ; 
Thine  shall  all  the  glory  be. 

661  8s  &  7s. 

1  Saviour  !  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 

With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share, 

2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm ; 
There,  we  know,  thy  word  believing, 
Only  there  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 

4  Then,  within  thy  fold  eternal. 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place ; 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

662  c.  M. 

1  Thou  who  a  tender  Parent  art ! 

Regard  a  parent's  plea ; 
Our  offspring  with  an  anxious  heart 
We  now  commend  to  thee. 

2  Our  children  are  our  greatest  care, 

A  charge  which  thou  hast  given  ; 
In  all  thy  graces  let  them  share. 
And  all  the  joys  of  heaven. 

3  If  a  centurion  could  succeed 

Who  for  his  servant  cried, 
Wilt  thou  refuse  to  hear  us  plead 
For  those  so  near  allied  ? 


THE   CHUKCH.  425 

4  On  us  thou  hast  bestow'd  thy  grace, 

Be  to  our  children  kind  ; 
Among  thy  saints  give  them  a  place, 
And  leave  not  one  behind. 

5  Happy  we  then  shall  live  below 

The  remnant  of  our  days, 
And  when  to  brighter  worlds  we  go 
Shall  long  resound  thy  praise. 

663  c.  M. 

1  Behold,  what  condescending  love 

Jesus  on  earth  displays ! 
To  babes  and  sucklings  he  extends 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

2  He  still  the  ancient  promise  keeps 

To  our  forefathers  given  ; 
Young  children  in  his  arms  he  takes, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

3  With  flowing  tears  and  thankful  hearts 

We  give  them  up  to  thee ; 
Receive  them,  Lord  !  into  thine  arras ; 
Thine  may  they  ever  be. 

4  Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  seed 

Let  thy  salvation  come, 
And  numerous  households  meet  at  last 
In  one  eternal  home. 

664  c.  M. 

1  How  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 

To  Abraham  and  his  seed ! 
"  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine. 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure : 


426  THE   CHURCH. 

The  Angel  of  the  covenant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessings  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms 

To  our  great  father  given  ; 
He  takes  young  children  in  his  arms 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God !  how  faithful  are  his  ways ! 

His  love  endures  the  same ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

665  s.  M. 

1  O  God  of  Abra'm  !  hear 

The  parents'  humble  cry  ; 
In  covenant  mercy  now  appear, 
"While  in  the  dust  we  lie. 

2  These  children  of  our  love 

In  mercy  thou  hast  given, 
That  we  through  grace  may  faithful  prove, 
In  training  them  for  heaven. 

3  Oh,  grant  thy  Spirit,  Lord  ! 

Their  hearts  to  sanctify  ; 
Remember  now  thy  gracious  word ; 
Our  hopes  on  thee  rely. 

4  Draw  forth  the  melting  tear. 

The  penitential  sigh ; 
Inspire  their  hearts  with  faith  sincere, 
And  fix  their  hopes  on  high. 

5  These  children  now  are  thine, 

We  give  them  back  to  thee ; 
Oh,  lead  them  by  thy  grace  divine 
Along  the  heavenly  way. 


THE   CHURCH.  427 

666  s.  M. 

1  SoLDiEES  of  Christ !  arise, 

And  gird  your  armor  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  eternal  Son — 

2  Strong  in  the  Lord  of  hosts, 

And  in  his  mighty  power; 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

3  Stand,  then,  in  his  great  might. 

With  all  his  strength  endued  ; 
And  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight. 
The  panoply  of  God ; 

4  That,  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past. 
You  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 
And  stand  complete  at  last. 

667  C.  M. 

1  O  THOU  whose  glory  and  whose  grace 

Celestial  hosts  proclaim ! 
Look  down  from  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place ; 
Teach  us  to  fear  thy  name. 

2  Within  the  volume  of  thy  word, 

We, from  our  early  youth, 
Learn  of  our  Saviour  and  our  Lord, 
The  Way,  the  Life,  the  Truth. 

3  Thy  word  displays  the  concord  sweet 

Of  fear  and  holy  love  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  together  meet. 
Descending  from  above. 

4  O  Lord  !  thy  glory  and  thy  grace 

Whilst  now  our  hearts  proclaim, 
Come  to  our  hearts,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  make  us  fear  thy  name. 


428  THE   CHURCH. 

668  7s  &  8s. 

1  Blessed  Jesus  !  here  we  stand, 

Met  to  do  as  thou  hast  spoken, 
And  this  child  at  thy  command 

Now  we  bring  to  thee  in  token 
That  to  thee  it  here  is  given. 
For  of  such  shall  be  thy  heaven. 

2  Make  it,  Lord !  thy  member  now  ; 

Shepherd !  take  thy  lamb  and  feed  it ; 
Prince  of  peace !  its  peace  be  thou ; 

Way  of  life!  to  heaven  lead  it; 
Vine  !  this  branch  may  nothing  sever ; 
Be  it  graft  in  thee  for  ever. 

3  Now  upon  thy  heart  it  lies, 

AVhat  our  hearts  so  dearly  treasure; 
Heavenward  lead  our  burdened  sighs. 

Pour  thy  blessing  without  measure ; 
With  the  name  we  now  have  given 
Write  it  in  the  book  of  heaven. 

669  C.M. 

1  Shepherd  of  Israel !  from  above 

Thy  feeble  flock  behold, 
And  let  us  never  lose  thy  love, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  fold. 

2  Thou  wilt  not  cast  thy  lambs  away ; 

Thy  hand  is  ever  near 
To  guide  them,  lest  they  go  astray, 
And  keep  them  safe  from  fear. 

3  Thy  tender  care  supports  the  weak. 

And  will  not  let  them  fall ; 
Then  teach  us.  Lord !  thy  praise  to  speak 
And  on  thy  name  to  call. 


THE   CHURCH.  429 

4  We  want  thy  help,  for  we  are  frail ; 

Thy  light,  for  we  are  blind ; 
Let  grace  o'er  all  our  doubts  prevail, 
To  prove  that  thou  art  kind. 

5  Teach  us  the  things  we  ought  to  know, 

And  may  we  find  them  true, 
And  still  in  stature  as  we  grow 
Increase  in  wisdom  too. 

6  Guide  us  through  life ;  and  when  at  last 

We  enter  into  rest, 
Thy  tender  arms  around  us  cast, 
And  fold  us  to  thy  breast. 

670  7s. 

1  God  of  mercy !  throned  on  high. 

Listen  from  thy  lofty  seat ; 
Hear,  oh  hear  our  feeble  cry, 

Guide,  oh  guide  our  wandering  feet ! 

2  Young  and  erring  travelers,  we 

All  our  dangers  do  not  know. 
Scarcely  fear  the  stormy  sea, 
Hardly  feel  the  tempest  blow. 

3  Jesus  !  lover  of  the  young, 

Cleanse  us  with  thy  blood  divine  : 
Ere  the  tide  of  sin  grow  strong. 
Save  us,  keep  us,  make  us  thine ! 

4  Saviour !  give  us  faith,  and  pour 

Hope  and  love  on  every  soul — 
Hope  till  time  shall  be  no  more, 
Love  while  endless  ages  roll. 

671  L.M. 

1  Thou  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love, 


430  THE   CHURCH. 

Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd  !  let  me  know, 
AVliere  doth  thy  sweetest  pasture  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  rock 
That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 
Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Why  should  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  aside  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  constant  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  seek  another  love. 

4  The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see ; 
Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be ; 
A  wondrous  feast  thy  love  prepares, 
Bought  with  thy  wounds  and  groans  and  tears. 

5  His  dearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food. 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richest  blood ; 
Here  to  these  hills  my  soul  will  come 
Till  my  Beloved  leads  me  home. 

672  L-  M. 

1  At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord  ! 

Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  feeds  every  guest. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love. 

And  trusts  for  life  in  One  that  died ; 
We  hope  for  heavenly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  i:)ronounce  it  shame, 

And  fling  their  scandals  on  thy  cause ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  cross. 


THE   CHURCH.  431 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 

He  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb  ; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come. 

673  ^-  »!• 

1  My  God !  and  is  thy  table  spread, 

And  doth  thy  cup  with  love  o'erflow  ? 
Thither  be  all  thy  children  led, 

And  let  them  all  its  sweetness  know. 

2  Hail,  sacred  feast  which  Jesus  makes. 

Rich  banquet  of  his  flesh  and  blood ! 
Thrice  happy  he  who  here  partakes 
That  sacred  stream,  that  heavenly  food. 

3  Oh,  let  thy  table  honored  be. 

And  furnished  well  with  joyful  guests ; 
And  nuiy  each  soul  salvation  see 
That  here  its  sacred  pledges  tastes. 

4  To  Father,  Sou  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  heaven  and  earth  adore, 
From  men  and  from  the  angel  host 
Be  praise  and  glory  evermore. 

674  L.  M. 

1  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  ransomed  flock ! 

Send  down  on  all  thy  gifts  to-day. 
The  water  from  the  riven  rock, 
The  manna  gleaming  on  our  way. 

2  Yea,  more,  from  out  thy  pierced  side, 

Whence  flowed  the  water  and  the  blood. 
Pour  on  our  souls  the  crimson  tide. 
And  wash  us  in  that  cleansing  flood. 

3  Still  journeying  on  amid  the  waste, 

And  fainting  oft  beneath  the  strife. 


432  THE   CHURCH. 

Our  longing  spirits  yearn  to  taste 

Thy  heavenly  food,  O  Bread  of  Life ! 

4  And  when  our  broken  cisterns  fail, 

And  leave  us  thirsting  on  the  sod, 
When  all  the  powers  of  sin  assail. 

We  need  thy  strength,  O  Wine  of  God ! 

5  Come  to  each  waiting  heart,  O  Christ ! 

In  all  the  fullness  of  thy  love ; 

Make  now  this  blessed  Eucharist 

The  earnest  of  thy  joys  above. 

675  L-  M. 

1  Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord ; 
Behold  the  rising  ])illows  roll 

To  overwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

2  Yet,  gracious  God !  thy  power  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove ; 
Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 
Atoned  for  sins  that  we  have  done. 

3  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord 
The  honors  of  thy  law  restored ; 
His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 

4  Oh,  for  his  sake,  our  guilt  forgive. 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live ; 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name. 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turned  to  shame. 

676  L-  M. 

1  Jesus  !  thou  Joy  of  loving  hearts ! 

Thou  Fount  of  life !  thou  Light  of  men ! 
From  the  best  bliss  that  earth  imparts 
We  turn  unfilled  to  thee  again. 


THE   CHURCH.  433 

2  Thy  truth  unchaoged  has  ever  stood ; 

Thou  savest  those  that  on  thee  call ; 
To  them  that  seek  thee  thou  art  good, 
To  them  that  fiud  thee,  all  iu  all. 

3  We  taste  thee,  O  thou  living  Bread  ! 

And  long  to  feast  upon  thee  still  ; 
We  drink  of  thee,  the  Fountain  Head, 
And  thirst  our  souls  from  thee  to  fill. 

4  Our  restless  spirits  yearn  for  thee, 

AVhere'er  our  changeful  lot  is  cast. 
Glad  when  thy  gracious  smile  we  see. 
Blest  when  our  faith  can  hold  thee  fast. 

5  O  Jesus !  ever  with  us  stay ; 

Make  all  our  moments  calm  and  bright ; 
Chase  the  dark  night  of  sin  away ; 
Shed  o'er  the  world  thy  holy  light. 

677  L.  M. 

1  Nature  with  open  volume  stands 

To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad, 
And  every  Libor  of  his  hands 

Shows  something  worthy  of  a  God. 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescued  man 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines ; 
Here,  on  the  cross,  't  is  fairest  drawn 
In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 

3  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  join, 
Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart 
To  make  the  purchased  pleasures  mine. 

4  Oh,  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross 

AVhere  God,  the  Saviour,  loved  and  died! 
Her  noblest  life  my  spirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side. 

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434  THE   CHURCH. 

5  I  would  for  ever  speak  his  name 

In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

678  _  L.M. 

1  Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes. 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face, 
And  to  refresh  our  minds  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot. 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem, 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fixed  on  him. 

4  While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 

'T  is  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place. 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light. 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

679  c.  M. 

1  Saviour  divine !  we  know  thy  name. 

And  in  that  name  we  trust ; 
Thou  art  the  Lord  our  Righteousness, 
Thou  art  thine  Israel's  boast. 

2  The  sins  of  even  the  best  spent  day 

Might  plunge  us  in  despair  ; 
Yet  all  the  crimes  of  numerous  years 
Shall  our  great  Surety  bear. 

3  That  spotless  robe  which  he  hath  wrought 

Shall  deck  us  all  around ; 
In  his  imputed  righteousness 
No  blemish  shall  be  found. 


THE  CHURCH.  435 

4  Pardon  and  peace  and  lively  hope 

To  sinners  now  are  given, 
And  weeping  saints  shall  change  ere  long 
Their  wilderness  for  heaven. 

5  With  joy  we  taste  that  manna  now 

Thy  mercy  scatters  down  ; 
We  seal  our  humble  vows  to  thee, 
And  wait  the  promised  crown. 

680  C.  M. 

1  Jesus  !  with  all  thy  saints  above 

My  tongue  would  bear  her  part, 
Would  sound  aloud  thy  saving  love, 
And  sing  thy  bleeding  heart. 

2  Blessed  be  the  Lamb,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood. 
And  quenched  his  Father's  flaming  sword 
In  his  own  vital  flood. 

3  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never-ceasing  praise. 
While  angels  live  to  know  his  name 
Or  saints  to  feel  his  grace. 

681  c.  M. 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord ! 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be ; 
Thy  testamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see. 


436  THE   CHURCH. 

Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice ! 
I  must  remember  thee — 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse,  remains. 
Will  I  remember  thee. 

6  And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb. 

And  mind  and  memory  liee, 
When  in  thy  kingdom  thou  shalt  come, 
Jesus !  remember  me. 

682  CM. 

1  How  condescending  and  how  kind 

Was  God's  eternal  Son  ! 
Our  misery  reached  his  heavenly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 

2  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes 

To  raise  us  to  his  throne ; 
There 's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows 
But  cost  his  heart  a  groan. 

3  This  was  compassion  like  a  God, 

That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood. 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

4  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high. 

His  love  is  still  as  great ; 

AVell  he  remembers  Calvary, 

Nor  lets  his  saints  forget. 


THE    CHURCH.  437 

5  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt 
While  we  his  death  record, 
And  with  our  joy  for  pardoned  guilt 
Mourn  that  we  pierced  the  Lord. 

683  c.  M. 

1  In  memory  of  the  Saviour's  love 

We  keep  the  sacred  feast 
AVhere  every  humble,  contrite  heart 
Is  made  a  welcome  guest. 

2  By  faith  we  take  the  bread  of  life 

With  which  our  souls  are  fed, 
And  cup  in  token  of  his  blood 
That  was  for  sinners  shed. 

3  Under  his  banner  thus  we  sing 

The  wonders  of  his  love, 
And  thus  anticipate  by  faith 
The  heavenly  feast  above. 

684  c.  M. 

1  If  human  kindness  meets  return 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie, 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh, 

2  Oh,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
Our  more  than  orphan's  woe  ? 

3  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed ! 
"Meet  and  remember  me  !" 


438  THE   CHUIICH. 

4  Remember  thee,  thy  death,  thy  shame, 
Our  sinful  hearts  to  share ! 

0  mem'ry!  leave  no  other  name 
But  his  recorded  there. 

685  c.  M. 

1  How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place 

With  Christ  within  the  doors, 
While  everlasting  love  displays 
The  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  While  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  songs 

Join  to  admire  the  feast, 
Each  of  us  cries,  with  thankful  tongue, 
"  Lord  !  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 

3  "  Wliy  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

And  enter  while  there  's  room, 
AVhen  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
And  rather  starve  than  come  ?" 

4  'T  was  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast 

That  sweetly  forced  us  in  ; 
Else  we  had  still  refused  to  taste. 
And  perished  in  our  sin. 

5  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God  ! 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come ; 
Send  thy  victorious  Avord  abroad, 
And  bring  the  strangers  home. 

6  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full. 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May,  with  one  voice  and  heart  and  soul. 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 

686  .  c.  M. 

1  The  promise  of  my  Father's  love 

Shall  stand  for  ever  good  ; 


THE   CHURCH.  43 D 

He  said,  and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 
And  sealed  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  the  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  I  call  that  legacy  my  own 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath  ; 
'T  was  purchased  with  a  dying  groan 
And  ratified  in  death. 

4  The  light  and  strength,  the  pard'niug  grace, 

And  glory,  shall  be  mine ; 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

687  c-  M. 

1  My  God !  accept  my  heart  this  day, 

And  make  it  always  thine. 
That  I  from  thee  no  more  may  stray, 
No  more  from  thee  decline. 

2  Before  the  cross  of  him  who  died, 

Behold,  I  prostrate  fiiU  ; 
Let  every  sin  be  crucifies!, 
Let  Christ  be  all  in  all. 

3  May  the  dear  blood  once  shed  for  rae 

My  blest  atonement  prove, 

That  I  from  first  to  last  may  be 

The  purchase  of  thy  love. 

4  Let  every  thought  and  work  and  word 

To  thee  be  ever  given ; 
Then  life  shall  be  thy  service,  Lord! 
And  death  the  gate  of  heaven. 


440  THE   CHURCH. 

688  »s  &  73. 

1  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing. 

Which  before  the  cross  I  spend, 

Life  and  health  and  peace  possessing 

From. the  sinner's  dying  Friend. 

2  Here  I  '11  sit  for  ever  viewing 

Mercy's  streams  in  streams  of  blood  ; 
Precious  drops,  my  soul  bede-sving. 
Plead  and  claim  my  peace  with  God. 

3  Truly  blessed  is  this  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  to  lie, 
While  I  see  divine  compassion 
Floating  in  his  languid  eye. 

4  Here  it  is  I  find  my  heaven, 

While  upon  the  Lamb  I  gaze; 
Love  I  much  ?  I  'm  much  forgiven  ; 
I  'm  a  miracle  of  grace. 

5  Love  and  grief  my  heart  dividing, 

With  my  tears  his  feet  I  bathe ; 
Constant  still  in  faith  abiding. 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

689  7s,  6s  &  83, 

1  Lamb  of  God !  whose  bleeding  love 

We  now  recall  to  mind. 
Send  the  answer  from  above 

And  let  us  mercy  find  ; 
Think  on  us  who  think  on  thee, 

And  ev'ry  burdened  soul  release ; 
Oh,  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

2  By  thine  agonizing  pain 

And  bloody  sweat  we  pray, 
By  thy  dying  love  to  man, 
Take  all  our  sins  away ; 


THE   CHURCH.  441 

Burst  our  bouds  and  set  us  free, 

From  all  iniquity  release; 
Oh,  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

3  Let  thy  blood,  by  faith  applied. 

The  sinner's  pardon  seal  ; 
Own  us  freely  justified, 

And  all  our  sickness  heal ; 
By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  all  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease ; 
Oh,  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace. 

690  7s  &  6s. 

1  O  Bread  to  pilgrims  given  ! 

Richer  than  angels  eat, 
O  jManna  sent  from  heaven  ! 

For  heaven-born  natures  meet. 
Give  us,  for  thee  long  pining. 

To  eat  till  richly  filled  ; 
Till,  earth's  deliglits  resigning, 

Our  every  wish  is  stilled. 

2  O  Fountain  life-bestowing 

From  out  the  Saviour's  heart, 
A  fountain  purely  flowing, 

A  fount  of  love  thou  art ! 
Oh,  let  us,  freely  tasting, 

Our  burning  thirst  assuage  ; 
Thy  sweetness,  never  wasting, 

Avails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Jesus!  this  feast  receiving. 

We  thee  unseen  adore  ; 
Thy  faithful  word  believing, 
We  take  and  doubt  no  more : 


442  THE   CHUKCH. 

Give  us,  thou  true  and  loving ! 

On  earth  to  live  in  thee, 
Then,  death  the  veil  removing, 

Thy  glorious  face  to  see. 

691  73. 

1  Now  may  he  who  from  the  dead 

Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfill 

What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight; 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will. 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night. 

3  To  that  great  Redeemer's  praise. 

Who  the  covenant  sealed  with  blood, 
Let  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
Loud  thanksgivings  to  our  God. 

692  7s. 

1  Jesus,  Master !  hear  me  now, 
While  I  would  renew  my  vow. 
And  record  thy  dying  love ; 
Hear,  and  help  me  from  above. 

2  Feed  me.  Saviour !  with  this  bread. 
Broken  in  thy  body's  stead  ; 
Cheer  my  spirit  with  this  wine, 
Streaming  like  that  blood  of  thine. 

3  And  as  now  I  eat  and  drink, 
Let  me  truly,  sw^eetly  think. 
Thou  didst  hang  upon  the  tree. 
Broken,  bleeding,  there,  for  me. 

693  7s. 

1  Bread  of  heaven !  on  thee  I  feed, 
For  thy  flesh  is  meat  indeed  ; 


THE   CHURCH.  443 

Ever  may  my  soul  be  fed 
AVith  this  true  and  living  bread. 

2  Vine  of  heaven !  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrifice  ; 

'T  is  thy  wounds  my  healing  give, 
To  thy  cross  I  look  and  live. 

3  Day  by  day,  with  strength  supplied 
Through  the  life  of  him  who  died, 
Thou  my  life!  oh  let  me  be 
Kooted,  grafted,  built,  in  thee. 

694  7s. 

1  At  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing 
Praise  to  our  victorious  King, 
Who  hath  washed  us  in  the  tide 
Flowing  from  his  pierced  side ; 
Praise  we  him  whose  love  divine 
Gives  his  sacred  blood  for  wine. 
Gives  his  body  for  the  feast, 
Christ  the  Victim,  Christ  the  Priest. 

2  Where  the  paschal  blood  is  poured. 
Death's  dark  angel  sheathes  his  sword ; 
Israel's  hosts  triumphant  go 
Through  the  wave  that  drowns  the  foe. 
Praise  we  Christ,  whose  blood  we  shed, 
Paschal  Victim,  paschal  Bread ; 
With  sincerity  and  love 

Eat  we  manna  from  above. 

8  Mighty  Victim  from  the  sky  ! 

Hell's  fierce  powers  beneath  thee  lie ; 
Thou  hast  conquered  in  the  fight. 
Thou  hast  brought  us  life  and  light; 
Hymns  of  glory  and  of  praise, 
Risen  Lord !  to  thee  we  raise ; 
Holy  Father !  praise  to  thee 
With  the  Spirit  ever  be. 


444  THE  CHURCH. 

695  9s  &  8s. 

1  Bread  of  the  world  in  mercy  broken, 

Wine  of  the  soul  in  mercy  shed, 
By  whom  the  words  of  life  were  spoken, 
And  in  whose  death  our  sins  are  dead ! 

2  Look  on  the  heart  by  sorrow  broken, 

Look  on  the  tears  by  sinners  shed, 
And  be  thy  feast  to  us  the  token 

That  by  thy  grace  our  souls  are  fed. 

606  lOs. 

1  Not  worthy,  Lord !  to  gather  up  the  crumbs 

With  trembling  hand  that  from  thy  table 
fall, 
A  weary,  heavy-laden  sinner  comes 

To  plead  thy  promise  and  obey  thy  call. 

2  I  am  not  worthy  to  be  thought  thy  child, 

Nor  sit  the  last  and  lowest  at  thy  board ; 
Too  long  a  wanderer  and  too  oft  beguiled, 
I  only  ask  one  reconciling  word. 

3  One  word  from  thee,  my  Lord !    one  smile, 

one  look, 
And  I  could  face  the  cold,  rough  world 
again, 
And  with  that  treasure  in    my  heart  could 
brook 
The  wrath  of  devils  and  the  scorn  of  men. 

4  And  is  not  mercy  thy  prerogative — 

Free  mercy,  boundless,  fathomless,  divine? 
Me,  Lord !  the  chief  of  sinners,  me  forgive, 
And  thine  the  greater  glory,  only  thine. 

5  I  hear  thy  voice ;  thou  bid'st  me  come  and 

rest; 
I  come,  I  kneel,  I  clasp  thy  piercM  feet ; 


THE   CHURCH.  445 

Thou   bid'st   me  take  my  place,  a   welcome 
guest, 
Among  thy  saiuts,  and  of  thy  banquet  eat. 

6  My  praise  can  only  breathe  itself  in  prayer, 
My  prayer  can  only  lose  itself  in  thee ; 
Dwell  thou  for  ever  in  my  heart,  and  there, 
Lord!  let  me  sup  with  thee;  sup  thou  with 
me. 

697  8s,  6s  &  8s. 

1  Lord  !  when  before  thy  throne  we  meet 

Thy  goodness  to  adore, 
From  heaven,  the  eternal  mercy-seat, 

On  us  thy  blessing  pour. 
And  make  our  inmost  souls  to  be 
A  habitation  meet  for  thee. 

2  Thy  body  for  our  ransom  given, 

Thy  blood  in  mercy  shed, 
I  With  this  immortal  food  from  heaven, 

I  Lord !  let  our  souls  be  fed  ; 

And  as  we  round  thine  altar  kneel 
Help  us  thy  quickening  grace  to  feel. 

3  Be  thou,  O  Holy  Spirit!  nigh; 

Accept  the  humble  prayer. 
The  contrite  soul's  repentant  sigh. 

The  sinner's  heartfelt  tear ; 
And  let  our  adoration  rise 
As  fragrant  incense  to  the  skies. 

698  c.  M. 

1  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms ; 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room — 


446 


2  Room  in  the  Saviour's  bleeding  heart ; 
There  love  and  pity  riieet ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart 
That  trembles  at  his  feet. 

8  In  him  the  Father  reconciled 
Invites  your  souls  to  come ; 
The  rebel  shall  be  called  a  child, 
And  kindly  welcomed  home. 

4  Oh,  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love, 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice. 

Before  the  eternal  throne. 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice 
In  ecstasies  unknown. 

6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore. 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 


THE    LORD'S    DAY. 
699  7s,  8s  &  7s. 

1  Light  of  light !  enlighten  me. 

Now  anew  the  day  is  dawning ; 
Sun  of  grace !  the  shadows  flee. 

Brighten  now  my  Sabbath  morning ; 
With  thy  joyous  sunshine  blest, 
Happy  is  my  day  of  rest. 

2  Fount  of  all  our  joy  and  peace! 

To  thy  living  waters  lead  me ; 
Thou  from  earth  my  soul  release. 
And  with  grace  and  mercy  feed  me ; 


THE  lord's  day.  447 

Bless  thy  word  that  it  may  prove 
Kich  in  fruit  that  thou  dost  love. 

3  Kindle  thou  the  sacrifice 

That  upon  my  lips  is  lying ; 
Clear  the  shadows  from  mine  eyes, 

That,  from  every  error  flying, 
No  strange  fire  within  me  glow 
That  thine  altar  doth  not  know. 

4  Let  me  with  my  heart  to-day, 

Holy,  holy,  holy,  singing, 
Rapt  a  while  from  earth  away, 

All  my  soul  to  thee  upspringing, 
Have,  a  foretaste  only  given 
How  they  worship  thee  in  heaven. 

5  Rest  in  me  and  I  in  thee, 

Build  a  paradise  within  me ; 
Oh,  reveal  thyself  to  me. 

Blessed  Love !  who  diedst  to  win  me ; 
Fed  from  thine  exhaustless  urn. 
Pure  and  bright  my  lamp  shall  burn. 

6  Hence  all  care,  all  vanity, 

For  the  day  to  God  is  holy ; 
Come,  thou  glorious  Majesty  ! 

Deign  to  fill  this  temple  lowly ; 
Naught  to-day  my  soul  shall  move, 
Simply  resting  in  thy  love. 

700  L-  M. 

1  My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see 

The  dawn  of  thy  returning  day ; 

My  thoughts,  O  God !  ascend  to  thee, 

While  thus  my  early  vows  I  pay. 

2  Oh,  bid  this  trifling  world  retire. 

And  drive  each  carnal  thought  away ; 


448  THE  lord's  day. 

Nor  let  me  feel  one  vaiu  desire, 

One  sinful  thought,  through  all  the  day. 

3  Then,  to  thy  courts  when  I  repair, 
My  soul  shall  rise  on  joyful  wing, 
The  wonders  of  thy  love  declare, 

And  join  the  strains  which  angels  sing. 

701  L.  M. 

1  Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest. 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  hath  blessed. 

2  Oh,  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

3  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest 
AVhich  for  the  church  of  God  remains — 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  In  holy  duties  let  the  day. 

In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away  ; 

How  sweet  the  Sabbath  thus  to  spend 

In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end ! 

702  L-  M. 

1  Another  day  has  passed  along, 

And  we  are  nearer  to  the  tomb — 
Nearer  to  join  the  heavenly  song 
Or  hear  the  last  eternal  doom. 

2  Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve. 

And  soft  the  sunbeams  lingering  there ; 
For  these  blest  hours  the  world  I  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 


449 

3  The  time  how  lovely  and  how  still ! 

Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below, 

The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill, 

All  fair  with  evening's  setting  glow. 

4  Season  of  rest !  the  tranquil  soul 

Feels  the  sweet  calm,  and  melts  in  love, 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

5  Nor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long, 

Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod  ; 
And  we  shall  join  the  ceaseless  song, 
The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God. 

703  LM- 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath  !  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house, 
And  own  as  grateful  sacrifice 

•     The  songs  which  from  the  desert  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord  !  we  love, 
But  there 's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 

To  that  our  laboring  souls  aspire 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress. 
Nor  sin,  nor  hell,  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues ; 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes, 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun. 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long-expected  day,  begin. 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death  to  rest  with  God. 

29 


450  TEiE  lord's  day. 

704  L.  M. 

1  Come,  dearest  Lord !  and  bless  this  day, 
Come,  bear  our  thoughts  from  earth  away ; 
Now  let  our  noblest  passions  rise 

With  ardor  to  their  native  skies. 

2  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  light  upon  us  shine, 
And  let  our  waiting  souls  be  blessed 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

3  Then,  when  our  Sabbaths  here  are  o'er, 
And  we  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransomed  we  shall  spend 
A  Sabbath  which  shall  never  end. 

705  L-  M. 

1  Great  God  !  attend  while  Sion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs ; 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  God  is  our  sun,  he  makes  our  day ; 
God  is  our  shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  the  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 

3  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  uj^right  souls. 

4  O  God  our  Kiijg  \  whose  sovereign  sway 
The  glorious  hosts  of  heaven  obey. 
And  devils  at  thy  presence  flee, 

Blest  is  the  man  that  trusts  in  thee. 


451 

706  c.  M. 

1  Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns 

To  shed  its  quickening  beams, 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns  ! 
How  hinguid  are  its  flames ! 

2  Accept  our  faint  attempts  to  love, 

Our  frailties,  Lord !  forgive ; 
"We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above. 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live. 

3  Increase,  O  Lord  !  our  faith  and  hope. 

And  fit  us  to  ascend 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  breaks  up, 
The  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  end  ; 

4  Where  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air, 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine. 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear. 
And  feast  on  love  divine ; 

5  Where  we  in  high  seraphic  strains 

Shall  all  our  powers  employ  ; 
Delighted  range  the  ethereal  jilains, 
And  take  our  fill  of  joy. 

707  c.  M. 

1  Spirit  of  truth  !  on  this  thy  day 

To  thee  for  help  we  cry 
To  guide  us  through  the  dreary  way 
Of  dark  mortality. 

2  We  ask  not,  Lord !  the  cloven  flame 

Or  tongues  of  various  tone, 
But  long  thy  praises  to  proclaim 
With  fervor  in  our  own. 

3  We  mourn  not  that  prophetic  skill 

Is  found  on  earth  no  more ; 
Enough  for  us  to  trace  thy  will 
In  Scripture's  sacred  lore. 


452  THE  lord's  day. 

4  When  tongues  shall  cease  and  power  decay, 
And  knowledge  empty  prove, 
Do  thou  thy  trembling  servants  stay 
With  faith,  with  hope,  with  love. 

708  C.M. 

1  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek. 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 

2  How  welcome  is  the  early  dawn 

That  opens  on  the  sight 
When  first  the  soul-reviving  morn 
Sheds  forth  new  rays  of  light ! 

3  Blest  day !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease, 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  heavenly  Spirit,  Source  of  peace ! 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul. 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  w^eek  be  o'er. 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day  which  fades  no  more  ? 

709  c.  M. 

1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made. 

He  calls  the  hours  his  own  ; 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad. 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  To-day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead. 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  Hosanna  to  the  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son ; 


THE  lord's  day.  453 

Help  us,  O  Lord  !  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  the  Lord  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace, 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise ; 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

710  c.  M. 

1  Blest  morning,  whose  young  dawning  rays 

Beheld  our  rising  God, 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  dark  abode. 

2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb 

The  great  Redeemer  lay 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 
The  third,  the  appointed,  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain : 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 
And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  name,  almighty  Lord  ! 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  day. 

5  Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth  and  rocks  and  seas 
With  glad  hosannas  ring. 


454 

711  C.  M. 

1  AViTH  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day 

Which  God  hath  called  his  own ; 
With  joy  the  summons  we  obey 
To  worship  at  his  throne. 

2  Thy  chosen  temple,  Lord  !  how  fair ! 

Where  willing  vot'ries  throng 
To  breathe  the  humble,  fervent  prayer 
And  pour  the  choral  song. 

3  Spirit  of  grace !  oh,  deign  to  dwell 

AVithin  thy  church  below  ; 
Make  her  in  holiness  excel, 
With  pure  devotion  glow. 

4  Let  peace  within  her  walls  be  found ; 

Let  all  her  sons  unite 
To  spread  with  grateful  zeal  around 
Her  clear  and  shining  light. 

712  s.  M. 

1  To-day  the  Saviour  rose. 

Our  Jesus  left  the  dead  ; 
He  conquered  our  malignant  foes, 
And  Satan  captive  led. 

2  He  left  his  glorious  throne. 

To  make  our  peace  with  God ; 
Blessings  for  ever  on  his  name, 
He  bought  us  with  his  blood. 

3  For  us  his  life  he  paid, 

For  us  the  law  fulfilled  ; 
On  him  our  load  of  guilt  was  laid ; 
AVe  by  his  stripes  are  healed. 

4  Ye  saiuts,  adore  his  name 

AA^ho  hath  such  mercy  shown ; 
Ye  sinners,  love  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
And  make  his  praises  known. 


THE  lord's  day.  455 

713  S.  M. 

1  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love  and  praise  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

714  s.  M. 

1  How  charming  is  the  place 

Where  my  Redeemer  God 

Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  sheds  his  love  abroad  ! 

2  Not  the  fair  palaces 

To  which  the  great  resort 
Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

3  Here,  on  the  mercy-seat. 

With  radiant  glory  crowned. 
Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

4  To  him  their  prayers  and  cries 

Each  humble  soul  presents  ; 
He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 


456  THE  lord's  day. 

5  To  them  his  sovereign  ^Yill 

He  graciously  imparts, 
And  in  return  accepts,  with  smiles, 
The  tribute  of  their  hearts. 

6  Give  me,  O  Lord !  a  place 

\yithin  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 
The  servants  of  my  God. 

715  S.M. 

1  The  day  of  praise  is  done ; 

The  evening  shadows  fall ; 
Yet  pass  not  from  us  with  the  sun, 
True  Light  that  lightenest  all ! 

2  Around  thy  throne  on  high, 

Where  night  can  never  be, 
The  white-robed  harpers  of  the  sky 
Bring  ceaseless  hymns  to  thee. 

3  Too  faint  our  anthems  here ; 

Too  soon  of  praise  we  tire ; 
But  oh,  the  strains  how  full  and  clear 
Of  that  eternal  choir  ! 

4  Yet,  Lord !  to  thy  dear  will 

If  thou  attune  the  heart, 

We  in  thine  angels'  music  still 

May  bear  our  lower  part. 

5  Shine  thou  within  us,  then, 

A  day  that  knows  no  end, 
Till  songs  of  angels  and  of  men 
In  perfect  praise  shall  blend. 

716  i<^- 

1  Again  the  day  returns  of  holy  rest 

Which,  when   he  made  the  world,  Jehovah 
blest, 


THE  lord's  day.  457 

When,  like  his  own,  he  bade  our  labors  cease, 
And  all  be  piety  and  all  be  peace. 

2  Let  us  devote  this  consecrated  day 

To  learn  his  will,  and  all  we  learn  obey ; 
So  shall  he  hear  when  fervently  we  raise 
Our  supplications  and  our  songs  of  praise. 

3  Father  in  heaven  !  in  whom  our  hopes  confide, 
Whose  power  defends  us  and  whose  precepts 

guide, 
In  life  our  guardian  and  in  death  our  friend. 
Glory  supreme  be  thine  till  time  shall  end. 

717  6s  &  8s. 

1  All  hail  the  glorious  morn 

That  saw  our  Saviour  rise, 
With  victory  bright  adorned. 

And  triumph  in  his  eyes  ; 
Ye  saints,  extol  your  risen  Lord, 
And  sing  his  praise  with  sweet  accord. 

2  The  Conqueror  ascends 

In  triumph  to  the  skies ; 
Celestial  hosts  attend 

To  crown  his  victories  ; 
Hark !  they  proclaim  his  glorious  name, 
And  heaven  resounds  ImmanueFs  fame. 

3  Now  to  the  throne  above 

Let  every  saint  draw  near  ; 
There  dwells  incarnate  love  ; 

Grace  sits  triumphant  there  ; 
See  mercy  smile,  e'en  on  that  throne 
Where  once  did  wrath  and  justice  frown. 

718  H-  M. 

1  Welcome,  delightful  morn, 
Thou  day  of  sacred  rest. 


458  THE  lord's  day. 

We  hail  thy  kind  return, 

Lord !  make  these  moments  blessed ; 
From  the  low  train  of  mortal  toys 
We  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 

2  Now  may  the  King  descend 

And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord !  extend, 

While  saints  address  thy  face ; 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quickening  word. 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove ! 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Disclose  a. Saviour's  love. 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours  ; 
Then  shall  our  souls  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  bestowed  in  vain. 

719  c.  M. 

1  Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

And  in  thy  courts  appear ; 

Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come 

To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace 

And  love  and  concord  dwell ; 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye. 

The  humble  mind,  bestow. 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers, 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 


THE  lord's  day.  459 

5  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 
Our  fainting  hope  to  raise, 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

720  c.  M. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray. 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  Oh  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 

A  guilty  world  in  gloom  ! 
Oh  what  a  sun  which  broke  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  j^raise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
On  nations  yet  unborn. 

721  7s  &  6s. 

1  0  DAY  of  rest  and  gladness, 

O  day  of  joy  and  light, 
O  balm  of  care  and  sadness. 

Most  beautiful,  most  bright ! 
On  thee  the  high  and  lowly 

Before  the  eternal  throne 
Sing,  Holy,  Holy,  Holy, 

To  God  the  three  in  one. 

2  On  thee  at  the  creation 

The  light  first  had  its  birth  ; 
On  thee  for  our  salvation 

Christ  rose  from  depths  of  earth ; 


460  THE  lord's  day. 

On  thee  our  Lord  victorious 
The  Spirit  sent  from  heaven ; 

And  thus  on  thee  most  glorious 
A  triple  light  was  given. 

3  Thou  art  a  cooling  fountain 

In  life's  dry  dreary  sand ; 
From  thee,  like  Pisgah's  mountain, 

We  view  our  promised  land  ; 
A  day  of  sweet  refection, 

A  day  of  holy  love, 
A  day  of  resurrection 

From  earth  to  things  above. 

4  To-day  on  weary  nations 

The  heavenly  manna  falls  ; 
To  holy  convocations 

The  silver  trumpet  calls  ; 
"Where  gospel  light  is  glowing 

With  pure  and  radiant  beams. 
And  living  water  flowing 

With  soul-refreshing  streams. 

5  New  graces  ever  gaining 

From  this  our  day  of  rest, 
We  reach  the  rest  remaining 

To  spirits  of  the  blest ; 
To  Holy  Ghost  be  praises, 

To  Father  and  to  Son  ; 
The  church  her  voice  upraises 

To  thee,  blest  three  in  one ! 

722  7s. 

1  On  this  day,  the  first  of  days, 
God  the  Father's  name  we  praise ; 
Who,  creation's  Fount  and  Spring, 
Did  the  world  from  darkness  bring. 


461 

2  On  this  day  th'  eternal  Son 
Over  death  his  triumph  won  ; 
On  this  day  the  Spirit  came 
With  his  gifts  of  living  flame. 

3  Oh,  that  fervent  love  to-day 
May  in  every  heart  have  sway, 
Teaching  us  to  praise  aright 
God,  the  Source  of  life  and  light. 

4  Father !  who  didst  fashion  me 
Image  of  thyself  to  be, 

Fill  me  with  thy  love  divine, 
Let  my  every  thought  be  thine. 

5  Holy  Jesus !  may  I  be 

Dead  and  buried  here  with  thee; 
And,  by  love  inflamed,  arise 
Unto  thee  a  sacrifice. 

6  Thou  who  dost  all  gifts  impart, 
Shine,  sweet  Spirit !  in  my  heart ; 
Best  of  gifts,  til y self,  bestow  ; 
Make  me  burn  thy  love  to  know. 

723  73. 

1  Ere  another  Sabbath  close. 
Ere  again  we  seek  repose, 
Lord  !  our  songs  ascend  to  thee ; 
At  thy  feet  we  bow  the  knee. 

2  For  the  mercies  of  this  day, 
For  this  rest  upon  our  way. 
Thanks  to  thee  alone  be  given. 
Lord  of  earth  and  King  of  heaven ! 

3  Cold  our  services  have  been. 
Mingled  every  prayer  with  sin. 
But  thou  canst  and  wilt  forgive ; 
By  thy  grace  alone  we  live. 


462     THE  COMING  OF  THE  LORD. 

4  Whilst  this  thorny  path  we  tread, 
May  thy  love  our  footsteps  lead ; 
When  our  journey  here  is  past, 
May  we  rest  with  thee  at  last ! 

5  Let  these  earthly  Sabbaths  prove 
Foretastes  of  our  joys  above, 
While  their  steps  thy  pilgrims  bend 
To  the  rest  which  knows  no  end. 


THE  COMING   OF  THE  LORD. 
724  7s  &  6s. 

1  Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers. 

And  let  your  lights  appear  ; 
The  evening  is  advancing, 

And  darker  night  is  near  ; 
The  Bridegroom  is  arising. 

And  soon  he  will  draw  nigh ; 
Up !  pray  and  watch  and  wrestle ; 

At  midnight  comes  the  cry. 

2  The  watchers  on  the  mountain 

Proclaim  the  Bridegroom  near ; 
Go  meet  him  as  he  cometh 

With  hallelujahs  clear ; 
The  marriage  feast  is  waiting, 

The  gates  wide  open  stand ; 
Up,  up !  ye  heirs  of  glory, 

The  Bridegroom  is  at  hand. 

3  Ye  saints,  who  here  in  patience 

Your  cross  and  sufferings  bore. 
Shall  live  and  reign  for  ever, 
When  sorrow  is  no  more ; 


THE  COMING  OF  THE  LORD.     463 

Around  the  throne  of  glory 
The  Lamb  ye  shall  behold, 

In  triumph  cast  before  him 
Your  diadems  of  gold. 

4  Our  Hope  and  Expectation, 

O  Jesus !  now  appear ; 
Arise,  thou  Sun  so  longed  for! 

O'er  this  benighted  sphere  ; 
With  hearts  and  hands  uplifted. 

We  plead,  O  Lord  !  to  see 
The  day  of  earth's  redemption. 

That  brings  us  unto  thee. 

725  8s,  7s  &  4s. 

1  Lo !  he  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favored  sinners  slain  ; 

Thousand  thousand  saints  attending 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train ; 

Hallelujah ! 
Jesus  comes,  he  comes  to  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 

Kobed  in  dreadful  majesty  ; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him. 
Pierced  and  nailed  him  to  the  tree. 

Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  Every  island,  sea  and  mountain. 

Heaven  and  earth,  shall  flee  away ; 
All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 
Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day ; 

Come  to  judgment ! 
Come  to  judgment !  come  away ! 

4  Answer  thine  own  Bride  and  Spirit ; 

Hasten,  Lord  !  and  quickly  come ; 


4G4  THE   COMING   OF   THE    LORD. 

The  new  heaven  and  earth  to  inherit 
Take  thy  pining  exiles  home ; 

All  creation 
Travails,  groans  and  bids  thee  come. 

5  Yea,  amen !  let  all  adore  thee. 
High  on  thine  eternal  throne ; 
Saviour !  take  the  power  and  glory, 
Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own ; 

Oh,  come  quickly  ! 
Hallelujah  !  come,  Lord  !  come. 

720  7s. 

1  Wake  the  song  of  jubilee, 
Let  it  echo  o'er  the  sea ; 

Now  is  come  the  promised  hour ; 
Jesus  reigns  with  glorious  power. 

2  All  ye  nations,  join  and  sing. 

Praise  your  Saviour,  praise  your  King; 
Let  it  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
"  Jesus  reigns  for  evermore." 

3  Hark  !  the  desert  lands  rejoice, 
And  the  islands  join  their  voice  ; 
Joy !  the  whole  creation  sings, 

"  Jesus  is  the  King  of  kings !" 

4  Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky. 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host. 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

727  s.  M. 

1  The  church  has  waited  long 
Her  absent  Lord  to  see, 
And  still  in  loneliness  she  waits, 
A  friendless  strano-er  she. 


TllK    <'()MiN(i    OF    TJIK    J.OKD.  405 

2  Age  after  age  has  gone, 

Sun  after  sun  lias  set, 
And  still  in  weeds  of  widowhood 
She  weeps  a  mourner  yet. 

3  Saint  after  saint  on  earth 

Has  lived  and  loved  and  died, 
And  as  they  left  us  one  by  one 
We  laid  them  side  by  side — 

4  We  laid  them  down  to  sleep, 

But  not  in  hope  forlorn  ; 
We  laid  them  but  to  ripen  there 
Till  the  last  glorious  morn. 

5  The  whole  creation  groans, 

And  waits  to  hear  that  voi(;e 

That  shall  restore  her  comeliness, 

And  make  her  wastes  rejoice. 

6  Come,  Lord  !  and  wipe  away 

The  curse,  the  sin,  the  stain, 
And  make  this  blighted  world  of  ours 
Thine  own  fair  world  again. 

728  «.  M. 

1  CoMi:,  Loi'd  !  and  tarry  not; 

]^ring  the  long  looked-lbr  day; 
Oh,  why  these  years  of  waiting  here, 
These  ages  of  delay  ? 

2  Come,  for  thy  saints  still  wait; 

Daily  ascends  their  sigh  ; 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  say.  Come  I 
iJost  thou  not  hear  the  cry  ? 

3  Come,  for  the  good  are  few, 

Th(;y  lift  the  voice  in  vain ; 
Faith  waxes  fainter  on  tlie  earth, 
And  love  is  on  the  wane. 

30 


466     THE  COMING  OF  THE  LORD. 

4  Come,  for  love  waxes  cold, 

Its  steps  are  faint  and  slow ; 
Faith  now  is  lost  in  unbelief; 
Hope's  lamp  burns  dim  and  low. 

5  Come,  and  make  all  things  new, 

Build  up  this  ruined  earth, 
Kestore  our  faded  paradise. 
Creation's  second  birth. 

6  Come,  for  creation  groans. 

Impatient  of  thy  stay. 
Worn  out  with  tliese  long  years  of  ill, 
These  ages  of  delay. 

7  Come,  and  begin  thy  reign 

Of  everlasting  peace ; 
Come,  take  the  kingdom  to  thyself, 
Great  King  of  righteousness ! 

729  7s. 

1  Hark  !  the  song  of  jubilee. 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar. 
Or  the  fullness  of  the  sea 

When  it  breaks  u2:)on  the  shore ; 
Hallelujah  !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign  ; 
Hallelujah  !  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

2  Hallelujah  !  hark  !  the  sound 

From  the  centre  to  the  skies 
Wakes  above,  beneath,  around. 

All  creation's  harmonies. 
See  Jehovah's  banner  furled. 

Sheathed  his  sword,  he  speaks — 'tis  done; 
And  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 

Are  the  kingdoms  of  his  Son. 


DEATH.  467 

3  "  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

AVith  illiiiiitiible  sway; 
He  shall  reign  when,  like  a  scroll, 

Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away  ; 
Then  the  end :  beneath  his  rod, 

Man's  last  enemy  shall  fall ; 
Hallelujah !  Christ  in  God, 

God  in  Christ,  is  all  in  all." 

730  7s. 

1  See  the  ransoni'd  millions  stand, 
Palms  of  conquest  in  their  hand  ; 
This  before  the  throne  their  strain, 

"  Hell  is  vanquish'd  ;  death  is  slain  ; 
Blessing,  honor,  glory,  might. 
Are  the  Conqueror's  native  right ; 
Thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall, 
Lamb  of  God  and  Lord  of  all !" 

2  Hasten,  Lord  !  the  promised  hour ; 
Come  in  glory  and  in  power ; 
Still  thy  foes  are  unsubdued ; 
Nature  sighs  to  be  renew'd ; 
Time  has  nearly  reach'd  its  sum; 

All  things  with  thy  bride  say  "  Come !" 
Jesus !  whom  all  worlds  adore. 
Come,  and  reiirn  for  evermore ! 


DEATH. 
731  L.M. 

1  O  God!  thy  grace  and  blessing  give 

To  us  who  on  thy  name  attend. 
That  we  this  mortal  life  may  live 
Regardful  of  our  journey's  end. 

2  Teach  us  to  know  that  Jesus  died 

And  rose  ao-ain  our  souls  to  save : 


468  DEATH. 

Teach  us  to  take  him  as  our  guide, 

Our  help  from  chiklliood  to  the  grave. 

3  Then  shall  not  death  with  terror  come, 
But  welcome  as  a  bidden  guest, 
The  herald  of  a  better  home, 

The  messenger  of  peace  and  rest. 

732  L.  M. 

1  Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 

What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans  and  dying  strife 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life. 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet. 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate. 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are. 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

733  L.  M. 

1  The  hour  of  my  departure's  come ; 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home ; 
At  last,  O  Lord !  let  trouble  cease. 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2  The  race  appointed  I  have  run. 
The  combat 's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won ; 
And  now^  my  witness  is  on  high, 
And  now  my  record 's  in  the  sky. 


DEATH.  469 

3  Not  in  mine  innocence  I  trust ; 
I  bow  before  thee  in  the  dust ; 

And  through  my  Saviour's  blood  alone 
I  look  for  mercy  at  thy  throne. 

4  I  leave  the  world  ^Yithout  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  held  so  dear ; 
To  heal  their  sorrows,  Lord  !  descend, 
And  to  the  friendless  prove  a  Friend. 

5  I  come,  I  come,  at  thy  command ; 
I  give  my  spirit  to  thy  hand  ; 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms. 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms. 

6  The  hour  of  my  departure 's  come ; 

I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home ; 
Now,  O  my  God  !  let  trouble  cease  ; 
Now  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

734  L.  M. 

1  So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower. 
Frail  smiling  solace  of  an  hour ; 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly^ 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
Spirit  of  grace !  be  ever  nigh. 
Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 

3  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  dying  hope  revives  again ; 
Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

735  L.  M. 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep. 

From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep ; 


470  DEATH. 

A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  last  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus !  oh  how  sweet 
To  be  for  such  a  slumber  meet ! 
With  holy  confidence  to  sing 

That  death  has  lost  his  venom'd  sting ! 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woe,  shall  dim  that  hour 
That  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus !  oh,  for  me 
May  such  a  blissful  refuge  be ; 
Securely  shall  my  ashes  lie. 
Waiting  the  summons  from  on  high. 

736  L.  M. 

1  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies, 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 

How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ; 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 


DEATH.  471 

5  Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies  ; 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies !" 

737  L.  M. 

1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  pain  nor  grief  nor  anxious  fear 

Invades  thy  bounds ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
AVhile  angels  watch  his  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Sou 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blessed  the 
bed; 
Rest  here,  blest  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 

Attend,  O  earth !  his  sovereign  word ; 
Restore  thy  trust,  a  glorious  form, 
Called  to  ascend  to  meet  the  Lord. 

738  c.  M. 

1  My  God !  to  thee  I  uow^  commend 

My  soul,  for  thou,  0  Lord ! 
Dost  live  and  love  me  without  end, 
And  wilt  perform  thy  word. 

2  To  whom  else  should  I  make  my  plea 

That  heavenly  life  be  mine? 
All  souls,  my  God  !  belong  to  thee ; 
My  soul  is  also  thine. 


472  DEATH. 

3  Thou  gavest  ray  spirit  at  my  birth, 

Take  back  what  thou  hast  giveu  ; 
And  with  the  Lord  I  served  on  earth 
Grant  me  to  live  in  heaven. 

4  My  soul  is  sprinkled  with  the  blood 

Thy  Son  hath  shed  for  us, 
And  in  thy  sight  is  pure  and  good, 
Adorned  and  radiant  thus. 

5  Thou  my  deliverer  wast  of  yore, 

From  sin  thou  madest  me  free ; 
Now,  faithful  God !  do  thou  once  more 
In  death  deliver  me. 

6  Thou  livest  and  lovest  without  end. 

And  dost  perform  thy  word ; 

My  parting  soul  I  now  commend 

To  thee,  my  God  and  Lord ! 

739  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 

Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe ; 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod. 
But  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain 
Will  lean  upon  its  God — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without. 
That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 
In  darkness  feels  no  doubt — 

4  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 


DEATH.  473 

5  Lord !  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 
And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We  '11  taste  e'en  here  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  au  eterual  home. 

740  c.  M. 

1  Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss. 

And  saves  me  from  its  snares, 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings. 
And  softens  all  my  cares. 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign. 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there. 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain ; 

4  Shows  me  the  precious  promise,  sealed 

With  the  Redeemer's  blood. 
And  helps  my  feeble  hope  to  rest 
Upon  a  faithful  God. 

5  There,  there  unshaken  would  I  rest 

Till  this  vile  body  dies. 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wings, 
At  once  to  glory  rise. 

741  CM. 

1  Oh,  for  an  overcoming  faith 

To  cheer  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster  D3ath, 
And  all  his  frightful  j^owers. 

2  Joyful  with  all  the  strength  I  have 

My  quivering  lips  should  sing, 


474  DEATH. 

"  Where  is  thy  boasted  viet'ry,  grave, 
Aud  where  the  mouster's  stiug  ?" 

3  If  sin  be  pardoned,  I  'm  secure, 

Death  has  no  stiug  beside ; 
The  law  gives  sin  its  damning  power, 
But  Christ,  my  Ransom,  died. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immortal  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  con(|u'rors  while  we  die 
Through  Christ  our  living  Head. 

742  c.  M. 

1  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 

For  all  the  pious  dead  : 
"  fSweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping-bed. 

2  "  They  die  in  Jesus,  aud  are  blessed — 

How  kiud  their  slumbers  are, 
From  sufferings  aud  from  sins  released. 
And  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  "  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  aud  strife. 

They  're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward." 

us  C.  M. 

1  Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days. 

Thou  ]\Iaker  of  my  frame ! 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
Aud  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast. 

An  inch  or  two  of  time ; 
Man  is  but  vauity  and  dust 
lu  all  his  flower  and  prime. 


DEATH.  475 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain, 
They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Wliat  should  I  wish  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

5  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desires  recall ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up. 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

744  c.  M. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'T  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blessed. 

And  softened  every  bed  ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high. 

And  showed  our  feet  the  way ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly 
At  the  great  rinsing  day. 


476  DEATH. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise; 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

745  c-  M. 

1  TiiROunii    sorrow's    night    and    danger's 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom,  [path, 

We,  soldiers  of  an  injured  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat. 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  buried  or  extinct 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

5  These  ashes  too,  this  little  dust, 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep. 
Till  the  last  angel  rise  and  break 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

6  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays, 
And  the  long-silent  voice  awake 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 

746  c.  M. 

1  'Tis  sweet  to  rest  in  lively  hope, 

That  when  my  change  shall  come 


JUDGMENT.  477 

Angc'Ls  Avill  hover  round  my  bed, 
Aud  wail  my  i5[>irit  home. 

2  There  shall  my  disimprisoned  soul 

Behold  him,  aud  adore  ; 
Be  with  his  likeness  satisfied, 
And  grieve  and  sin  no  more ; 

3  Shall  see  him  wear  that  very  flesh 

On  wiiicli  my  guilt  was  lain. 

His  love  intense,  his  merit  fresh, 

As  though  but  newly  slain. 

4  Soon  too  my  slumbering  dust  shall  hoar 

The  trumpet's  quickening  sound  ; 
And  by  my  Saviour's  power  rebuilt, 
At  his  right  hand  be  found. 

5  These  eyes  shall  see  him  in  that  day, 

The  Lord  that  died  for  me, 
And  I  with  all  his  saints  shall  say, 
Lord!  who  is  like  to  thee? 

G  If  such  the  views  which  grace  unfolds, 
Weak  as  it  is  below, 
What  raptures  must  the  church  above 
In  Jesus'  presence  know ! 


JUDGMENT. 
747  8s  &  C^:^. 

1  When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge !  shalt  come 
To  take  thy  ransomed  people  home, 

Shall  I  among  them  stand  ? 
Shall  such  a  worthless  worm  as  I, 
Who  sometimes  am  afraid  to  die, 

Be  found  at  thy  right  hand? 

2  I  love  to  meet  among  them  now. 
Before  thy  gracious  feet  to  bow. 


478  JUDGMENT. 

Though  vilest  of  them  all ; 
But  can  I  bear  the  pierciug  thought, 
What  if  my  name  should  be  left  out 

When  thou  for  them  shalt  call  ? 

3  Prevent,  prevent  it  by  thy  grace, 

Be  thou,  dear  Lord  !  my  hiding-place, 

In  this  the  accepted  day  ; 
Thy  pardoning  voice,  oh,  let  me  hear, 
To  still  my  unbelieving  fear, 

Nor  let  me  fall,  I  pray. 

4  Among  thy  saints  let  me  be  found 
Whene'er  the  archangel's  trump  shall  sound 

To  see  thy  smiling  ftice ; 
Then  loudest  of  the  throng  I  '11  sing, 
While  heaven's  resounding  mansions  ring 

With  shouts  of  sovereign  grace. 

748  L-  M. 

1  Death  is  no  more  among  our  foes 
Since  Christ,  the  mighty  Conqueror,  rose; 
Both  power  and  sting  the  Saviour  broke ; 
He  died,  and  gave  the  finished  stroke. 

2  Soon  shall  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Feel  the  archangel's  trumpet  sound  ; 
Then  shall  the  grave's  dark  cavern  shake. 
And  joyful  all  the  saints  shall  wake. 

3  Bodies  and  souls  shall  then  unite, 
Arrayed  in  glory,  strong  and  bright, 
And  all  his  saints  will  Jesus  bring 
His  face  to  see,  his  love  to  sing. 

4  Oh,  may  I  live  with  Jesus  nigh, 
And  sleep  in  Jesus  when  I  die ; 
Then,  joyful,  when  from  death  I  wake, 
I  shall  eternal  bliss  partake. 


JUDOMEXT.  479 

749  L-  M. 

1  That  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
AVhat  power  shall  be  the  sinner's  stay  ? 
How  shall  he  meet  that  dreadful  day, 

2  When,  shriveling  like  a  parched  scroll. 
The  flaming  heavens  together  roll, 
And  louder  yet,  and  yet  more  dread,  . 
Swells  the  high  trump  that  wakes  the  dead  ? 

3  Oh,  on  that  day,  that  wrathful  day 
When  man  to  judgment  wakes  from  clay. 
Be  thou,  O  Christ !  the  sinner's  stay. 
Though  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away. 

750  L-  T'l- 

1  He  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 
Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains ; 

Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice, 
And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown. 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  ways  surround. 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  In  rol)es  of  judgment,  lo  !  he  comes. 
Shakes  the  wide  earth  and  cleaves  the  toml)s ; 
Before  him  burns  devouring  fire. 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire. 

4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay. 

Fly  from  the  sight  and  shun  the  day ; 
Then  lift  your  lieads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 


480  JUDGMENT. 

751  83. 

1  God  of  the  living!  in  whose  eyes 
Unveiled  the  whole  creation  lies, 
All  souls  are  thine ;  w^e  must  not  say- 
That  those  are  dead  who  pass  a^ay ; 
From  this  our  world  of  flesh  set  free, 
AVe  know  them  living  unto  thee. 

2  Released  from  earthly  toil  and  strife. 
With  thee  is  hidden  still  their  life  ; 
Thine  are  their  thoughts,  their  works,  their 
All  thine,  and  yet  most  truly  ours  ;  [powers. 
For  well  we  know,  where'er  they  be, 

Our  dead  are  living  unto  thee. 

3  Not  spilt  like  water  on  the  ground, 

Not  wrapped  in  dreandess  sleep  profound, 
Not  wandering  in  unknown  despair 
Beyond  thy  voice,  thine  arm,  thy  care. 
Not  left  to  lie  like  fallen  tree, 
Not  dead,  but  livinjr  unto  thee. 


4  Thy  word  is  true,  thy  will  is  just; 

To  thee  we  leave  them,  Lord !  in  trust. 
And  bless  thee  for  the  love  which  gave 
Thy  Son  to  fill  a  human  grave, 
That  none  might  fear  that  world  to  see 
Where  all  are  living  unto  thee. 

5  O  Breather  into  man  of  breath  ! 
O  Holder  of  the  keys  of  death ! 
O  Giver  of  the  life  within ! 

Save  us  from  death,  the  death  of  sin, 
That  body,  soul  and  spirit  be 
For  ever  living  unto  thee. 


JUDGMENT.  481 

752  lis. 

1  "Soon  and  for  ever"  —  such  promise  our 
trust, 

Though  ashes  to  ashes  aud  dust  unto  dust — 

"  Soon  and  for  ever  "  our  union  shall  be 

Made  perfect,  our  glorious  Redeemer !  in  thee  ; 

When  the  sins  and  the  sorrows  of  time  shall 
be  o'er, 

Its  pangs  aud  its  partings  remembered  no 
more, 

Where  life  cannot  fail  and  where  death  can- 
not sever. 

Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  "  soon  and  for 
ever." 


"  Soon  and  for  ever  "  the  breaking  of  day- 
Shall    drive   all  the   night-clouds    of  sorrow 

away ; 
"  Soon  and  for  ever  "  we  '11  see  as  we  're  seen, 
And  learn  the  deep  meaning  of  things  that 

have  been : 
When  fightings  without   us  and   fears  from 

within 
Shall  weary  no  more  in  the  warfare  of  sin. 
Where  fears  and  where  tears,  and  where  death 

shall  be  never, 
Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  "  soon  and  for 

ever." 


"  Soon  and  for  ever  "  the  work  shall  be  done, 
The  warfare  accomplished,  the  victory  won ; 
"  Soon  and  for  ever  "  the  soldier  lays  down 
His  sword  for  a  harp  and  his  cross  for  a  crown  ; 
Then  droop  not  in  sorrow,  despond  not  in  fear, 
A  glorious  to-morrow  is  brightening  and  near; 

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482  JUDGMENT. 

Wheu — blessed  reward  of  each  fixithful  en- 
deavor— 

Christians  with  Christ  shall  be  "  soon  and  for 
ever." 

753  8.  M. 

1  And  must  this  body  die, 

This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mouldering  in  the  clay  ? 

2  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  often  from  the  skies 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

3  Arrayed  in  glorious  grace 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape  and  every  face 
Look  heavenly  and  divine. 

4  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  sing  his  power  above. 

754  S.M. 

1  Oil  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord ; 

Oh  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward  ! 

2  Their  bodies  in  the  ground 

In  silent  hope  may  lie 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound 
Shall  call  them  to  the  sky. 

3  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 


JUDGMENT.  483 

To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore 
Aud  reign  with  him  above. 

4  With  us  their  names  shall  live 

Through  long  succeeding  years, 
Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give, 
Our  praises  and  our  tears. 

5  Oh  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ; 

Oh  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward ! 

755  s.  M. 

1  It  is  not  death  to  die, 

To  leave  this  weary  road. 
And  midst  the  brotherhood  on  high 
To  be  at  home  with  God. 

2  It  is  not  death  to  close 

The  eye  long  dimmed  by  tears, 
And  wake  in  glorious  repose 
To  spend  eternal  years. 

3  It  is  not  death  to  bear 

The  wrench  that  sets  us  free 
From  dungeon  chain,  to  breathe  the  air 
Of  boundless  liberty. 

4  It  is  not  death  to  fling 

Aside  this  sinful  dust, 
And  rise  on  strong  exulting  wang 
To  live  among  the  just. 

5  Jesus,  thou  Prince  of  life ! 

Thy  chosen  cannot  die  ; 
Like  thee,  they  conquer  in  the  strife, 
To  reiffn  with  thee  on  hi^h. 


484  JUDGMENT. 

750  S.  M. 

1  A  FEW  more  years  shall  roll, 

A  few  more  seasons  come, 
And  we  shall  be  with  those  that  rest 
Asleep  within  the  tomb. 

2  A  few  more  struggles  here, 

A  few  more  partings  o'er, 
A  few  more  toils,  a  few  more  tears, 
And  we  shall  weep  no  more. 

3  A  few  more  storms  shall  beat 

On  this  wild  rocky  shore, 
And  we  shall  be  where  tempests  cease, 
And  surges  swell  no  more. 

4  A  few  more  Sabbaths  here 

Shall  cheer  us  on  our  way. 
And  we  shall  reach  the  endless  rest, 
Th'  eternal  Sabbath  day. 

5  'T  is  but  a  little  while, 

And  he  shall  come  again 
Who  died  that  we  might  live,  who  lives 
That  we  with  him  may  reign. 

6  Then,  O  my  Lord !  prepare 

My  soul  for  that  glad  day  ; 
Oh,  wash  me  in  thy  precious  blood. 
And  take  my  sins  away. 

757  c.  M. 

1  As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays. 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'T  is  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world  and  worldly  things  beloved 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed, 


JUDGMEXT.  485 

And  time,  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  Holy  Father !  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast ; 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer ; 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine  ; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
Oh,  speed  my  soul  to  thee. 

758  s.  M. 

1  "  For  ever  with  the  Lord  !" 

Amen  !  so  let  it  be  ; 
Life  from  the  dead  is  in  that  word, 
'T  is  immortality. 

2  Here,  in  the  body  pent, 

Absent  from  him  I  roam ; 
Yet  nightly  pitch  my  moving  tent 
A  day's  march  nearer  home. 

3  "  For  ever  with  the  Lord  !" 

Father!  if  'tis  thy  will, 
The  promise  of  that  faithful  word 
E'en  here  to  me  fulfill. 

4  So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  veil  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 
And  life  eternal  gain. 

5  Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word ! 

And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

"  For  ever  with  the  Loid  !" 


486  JULGMENT. 

759  8s  &  7s. 

1  Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  ; 
Pain  and  death  and  night  and  anguish 
Enter  not  the  world  above. 

2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying. 

Lonely,  through  night's  deepening  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 

3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living. 
They  shall  never,  never  die. 

4  Endless  pleasure  pain  excluding. 

Sickness  there  no  more  can  come ; 
There  no  fear  of  woe,  intruding. 

Sheds  o'er  heaven  a  moment's  gloom. 

5  Now,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love ; 
Far  removed  from  pain  and  anguish, 
They  are  chanting  hymns  above. 

760  '^s,  8s  &  7s. 

1  Gentle  Shepherd  !  thou  hast  stilled 

Now  thy  little  lamb's  long  weeping ; 
Ah  !  how  peaceful,  pale  and  mild 

In  its  narrow  bed  'tis  sleeping! 
And  no  sigh  of  anguish  sore 
Heaves  that  little  bosom  more. 

2  In  this  world  of  care  and  pain. 

Lord !  thou  wouldst  no  longer  leave  it ; 
To  the  sunny  heavenly  plain 
Dost  thou  now  in  joy  receive  it. 


JUDGMENT.  487 

Clothed  in  robes  of  spotless  white, 
Now  it  dwells  with  thee  in  light. 

3  Ah,  Lord  Jesus !  grant  that  we 

Where  it  lives  may  soon  be  living, 
And  the  lovely  pastures  see 

That  its  heavenly  food  are  giving. 
Then  the  gain  of  death  we  '11  prove. 
Though  thou  take  what  most  we  love. 

761  78. 

1  When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe, 
When  our  bitter  tears  o'erflow, 
When  we  mourn  the  lost,  the  dear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary  !  hear. 

2  Thou  our  throbbing  flesh  hast  worn, 
Thou  our  mortal  griefs  hast  l)orue, 
Thou  hast  shed  the  human  tear ; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary!  hear. 

3  When  the  solemn  death-bell  tolls 
For  our  own  departing  souls. 
When  our  final  doom  is  near, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary  !  hear. 

4  Thou  hast  bowed  the  dying  head. 
Thou  the  blood  of  life  hast  shed. 
Thou  hast  filled  a  mortal  bier  ; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary  !  hear. 

5  When  the  heart  is  sad  within 
With  the  thought  of  all  its  sin, 
When  the  spirit  shrinks  with  fear, 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary !  hear. 

6  Thou  the  shame,  the  grief,  hast  known. 
Though  the  sins  were  not  thine  own; 
Thou  hast  deigned  their  load  to  bear  ; 
Jesus,  Son  of  Mary  !  hear. 


488  JUDGMENT. 

762  c.  M. 

1  When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhehned  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face. 
Oh,  how  shall  I  appear? 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  horror  shrinks. 
And  trembles  at  the  thought, 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord !  shalt  stand  disclosed 

In  majesty  severe. 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul. 
Oh,  how  shall  I  appear  ? 

4  Then  see  the  sorrows  of  my  heart 

Ere  yet  it  be  too  late ; 
My  pardon  speak,  for  Jesus'  sake, 
And  bid  my  fears  abate. 

5  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 

Her  pardon  to  procure. 
Who  knows  thine  only  Son  has  died  , 

To  make  her  pardon  sure. 

763  s.  M. 

1  Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead. 

Before  whose  bar  severe. 

With  holy  joy  or  guilty  dread. 

We  all  shall  soon  appear ! 

2  Our  cautioned  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray — 


JUDGMENT.  489 

3  To  pray,  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When,  robed  in  majesty  and  power, 
.    Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down. 

4  Oh,  may  we  thus  be  found 

Obedient  to  his  word. 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 
And  looking  for  our  Lord. 

5  Oh,  may  we  thus  ensure 

Our  lot  among  the  blest, 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
Au  everlasting  rest. 

764  Ss  &  7s. 

1  Great  God !  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ? 

The  end  of  things  created  ! 
The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated ! 
The  trumpet  sounds,  the  graves  restore 
The  dead  \Yhich  they  contained  before ; 

Prepare,  my  soul !  to  meet  him. 

2  The  dead  in  Christ  shall  first  arise 

At  the  last  trumpet's  sounding. 
Caught  up  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

With  joy  their  Lord  surrounding ; 
No  gloomy  fears  their  souls  dismay, 
His  presence  sheds  eternal  day 

On  those  prepared  to  meet  him. 

3  Great  God !  what  do  I  see  and  hear  ? 

The  end  of  things  created ! 

The  Judge  of  man  I  see  appear, 

On  clouds  of  glory  seated ! 


490  JUDGMENT. 

Beneath  liis  cross  I  view  the  clay 
When  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away, 
And  thus  prepare  to  meet  him. 

765  c.  M. 

1  That  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

The  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys ! 

Thou  Sovereign  of  my  heart! 

How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 

Pronounce  the  sound,  Depart! 

3  Oh,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love ! 

4  Jesus !  I  throw  my  arms  around. 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast ; 
AVithout  one  gracious  smile  from  thee 
My  spirit  cannot  rest. 

5  Oh,  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

766  s-  M. 

1  And  Avill  the  Judge  descend  ? 

And  must  the  dead  arise? 
And  not  a  single  soul  escape 
His  all-discerning  eyes  ? 

2  How  will  my  heart  endure 

The  terrors  of  that  day 
AVhen  earth  and  heaven  before  his  face, 
Astonished,  shrink  away  ? 


JUDGEMENT.  491 

3  But  ere  that  trumpet  shakes 

The  mansions  of  the  dead, 
Hark !  from  the  gospel's  cheering  sound 
What  joyful  tidings  spread ! 

4  Ye  sinners,  seek  his  grace. 

His  wrath  ye  cannot  bear ; 
Fly  to  the  shelter  of  his  cross, 
And  find  salvation  there. 

5  So  shall  that  curse  remove 

By  which  the  Saviour  bled, 

And  the  last  awful  day  shall  pour 

His  blessings  on  your  head. 

767  s.  M. 

1  On,  where  shall  rest  be  found. 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'T  were  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years, 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 
Oh,  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace ! 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  evermure  undoue. 


492  HEAVEN. 

HEAVEN. 

768  6s  &  8s. 

1  0  Paradise  !  O  Paradise ! 

Who  doth  not  crave  for  rest  ? 
Who  would  not  seek  the  happy  land 

Where  they  that  loved  are  blest, 
Where  loyal  hearts  and  true 

Stand  ever  in  the  light, 
All  rapture  through  and  through, 

In  God's  most  holy  sight  ? 

2  O  Paradise !  O  Paradise ! 

'T  is  weary  waiting  here ; 
I  long  to  be  where  Je.-sus  is, 
To  feel,  to  see  him  near ; 
AVhere  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

3  O  Paradise!  O  Paradise! 

I  want  to  sin  no  more ; 
I  want  to  be  as  pure  on  earth 
As  on  thy  spotless  shore. 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

4  O  Paradise  !  O  Paradise ! 

I  greatly  long  to  see 
The  special  place  my  dearest  Lord 
Is  destining  for  me ; 

Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

5  O  Paradise!  O  Paradise! 

I  feel  't  will  not  be  long ; 
Patience !  I  almost  think  I  hear 
Faint  fragments  of  thy  song  I 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 

6  Lord  Jesus,  King  of  Paradise ! 

Oh,  keep  me  in  thy  love, 
And  guide  me  to  that  happy  land 
Of  perfect  rest  above. 
Where  loyal  hearts,  etc. 


HEAVEN.  493 

769  L-  M. 

1  Hark  !  how  the  choral  song  of  heaven 

Swells  full  of  peace  and  joy  above! 
Hark !  how  they  strike  their  golden  harps, 
And  raise  the  tuneful  notes  of  love ! 

2  No  anxious  care  nor  thrilling  grief, 

No  deep  despair  nor  gloomy  woe, 

They  feel  while  high  their  lofty  strains 

In  noblest,  sweetest  concord  flow. 

3  When  shall  we  join  the  heavenly  host 

Who  sing  Immauuel's  praise  on  high. 
And  leave  behind  our  fears  and  doubts 
To  swell  the  chorus  of  the  sky  ? 

4  Oh,  come,  thou  rapture-bringing  morn. 

And  usher  in  this  joyful  day  ; 
We  long  to  see  thy  rising  sun 

Drive  all  these  clouds  of  grief  away. 

770  L.  M. 

1  On  for  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray 

To  animate  our  feeble  strains. 
From  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day, 
The  blissful  realms  where  Jesus  reigns. 

2  There,  low  before  his  glorious  throne, 

Adoring  saints  and  angels  fall. 
And  with  delightful  worship  own 

His  smile  their  bliss,  their  heaven,  their  all. 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head. 

While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rise. 
And  love  and  joy  and  triumph  spread 
Through  all  the  assemblies  of  the  skies. 

4  He  smiles,  and  seraphs  tune  their  songs 

To  boundless  rapture  while  they  gaze ; 


494  HEAVEN. 

Ten  thousand  thousand  joyful  tongues 
Kesound  his  everlasting  praise. 

5  There  all  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Shall  join  at  last  the  heavenly  choir ; 
Oh,  may  the  joy-inspiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith  and  warm  desire. 

6  Dear  Saviour !  let  thy  Spirit  seal 

Our  interest  in  that  blissful  place, 
Till  death  remove  this  mortal  veil, 
And  we  behold  thy  lovely  face. 

771  L.M. 

1  Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime 
Rise  from  the  vanities  of  time, 
Draw  back  the  parting  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  eternity. 

2  Born  by  a  new  celestial  birth, 

AVhy  should  we  grovel  here  on  earth  ? 
AVhy  grasp  at  transitory  toys, 
So  near  to  heaven's  eternal  joys? 

3  Shall  aught  beguile  us  on  the  road 
While  we  are  traveling  back  to  God  ? 
For  strangers  into  life  we  come. 
And  dying  is  but  going  home. 

4  To  dwell  with  God,  to  feel  his  love, 
Is  the  full  heaven  enjoyed  above. 
And  the  sweet  expectation  now 

Is  the  young  dawn  of  heaven  below. 

772  L-  M. 

1  O  HAPPY  saints  who  dwell  in  light 
And  walk  wdth  Jesus  clothed  in  white, 
Safe  landed  on  that  peaceful  shore 
Where  pilgrims  meet  to  part  no  more. 


HEAVEN.  495 

2  Released  from  sin  and  toil  and  grief, 
Death  was  their  gate  to  endless  life ; 
An  opened  cage  to  let  them  fly 
And  build  their  happy  nest  on  high. 

3  And  now  they  range  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  sing  their  hymns  in  melting  strains ; 
And  now  their  souls  begin  to  prove 

The  heights  and  depths  of  Jesus'  love. 

4  He  cheers  them  with  eternal  smile ; 
They  sing  hosaunas  all  the  while ; 
Or,  overwhelmed  with  rapture  sweet. 
Sink  down  adoring  at  his  feet. 

5  Ah,  Lord !  with  tardy  steps  I  creep 
And  sometimes  sing  and  sometimes  weep ; 
Yet  strip  me  of  this  house  of  clay. 
And  I  will  sing  as  loud  as  they. 

773  L.  JM. 

1  What  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 

Lord !  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face. 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show. 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  Oh,  glorious  hour!  oh,  blest  abode! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  sweet  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 


496  HEAVEN. 

774  L.  M. 

1  As  when  the  weary  traveler  gains 

The  height  of  some  o'erlooking  liill, 
His  heart  revives,  if  'cross  the  plains 
He  eyes  his  home,  though  distant  still, 

2  So  when  the  Christian  pilgrim  views. 

By  faith,  his  mansion  in  the  skies, 
The  sight  his  fainting  strength  renews, 
And  wings  his  speed  to  reach  the  prize. 

3  'T  is  there,  he  says,  I  am  to  dwell 

With  Jesus,  in  the  realms  of  day ; 
Then  I  shall  bid  my  cares  farewell, 
And  he  will  wipe  my  tears  away. 

4  Jesus !  on  thee  our  hope  depends 

To  lead  us  on  to  thine  abode. 
Assured  our  home  will  make  amends 
For  all  our  toil  while  on  the  road. 

1  Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove ! 

Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  wings, 
And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  reach  of  these  inferior  things. 

2  Oh  for  a  sight,  a  blissful  sight. 

Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne ; 
There  sits  the  Saviour,  crowned  with  light, 
Clothed  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

3  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand. 

And  thrones  and  powers  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  all. 

4  Oh  what  amazing  joys  they  feel 

While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing, 
And  sit  on  every  heavenly  hill. 

And  spread  the  triumph  of  their  King ! 


HEAVEN.  497 

776  L-  M. 

1  "We've  uo  abiding  city  here." 

This  may  distress  the  worldly  mind, 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 
Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 

2  "  We  Ve  no  abiding  city  here." 

Sad  truth,  were  this  to  be  our  home ; 
But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer : 
"  We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come." 

3  "  We've  no  abiding  city  here." 

Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear, 

But  let  us  haste  from  all  Ijelow. 

4  "  We  've  no  abiding  city  here." 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 
Zion  its  name,  the  Lord  is  there, 
It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

5  O  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love 

Where  pilgrims  freed  from  toil  are  blest ! 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove, 
I  'd  flee  to  thee,  and  be  at  rest. 

6  But  hush,  my  soul,  nor  dare  repine  ; 

The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best ; 
While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine. 
And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 

777  c.  M. 

1  Oh,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades 
To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades, 

2  There  joys  unseen  by  mortal  eyes 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray 
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498  HEAVEN. 

In  ever-blooming  prospect  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

3  Lord !  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  Then  shall  on  faith's  sublimest  wing 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures  spring, 
Immortal,  in  the  skies. 

778  c.M. 

1  My  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies. 

And  look  within  the  veil ; 
There  springs  of  endless  pleasure  rise. 
The  waters  never  fail. 

2  There  I  behold  with  sweet  delight 

The  blessed  three  in  one, 
And  strong  affections  fix  my  sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 

3  His  promise  stands  for  ever  firm, 

His  grace  shall  ne'er  depart ; 
He  binds  my  name  upon  his  arm. 
And  seals  it  on  his  heart. 

4  I  would  not  be  a  stranger  still 

To  that  celestial  place, 
Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell 
Near  my  Redeemer's  face. 

779  c.  M. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run 
Through  every  heavenly  street, 
And  say  there 's  naught  below  the  sun 
That's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 


HE  A  VEX.  499 

2  There,  on  a  high,  majestic  throne, 

The  almighty  Father  reigns, 
And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down 
On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

3  Bright,  like  a  sun,  the  Saviour  sits, 

And  spreads  eternal  noon  ; 
No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

4  Amidst  those  ever-shining  skies 

Behold  the  sacred  Dove ; 
AVhile  banished  sin  and  sorrow  flies 
From  all  the  realms  of  love. 

5  But  oh,  what  beams  of  heavenly  grace 

Transport  them  all  the  while ! 
Ten  thousand  smiles  from  Jesus'  face, 
And  love  in  every  smile ! 

6  Jesus !  and  when  shall  that  dear  day, 

That  joyful  hour,  appear, 
"When  I  shall  leave  this  house  of  clay 
To  dwell  among  them  there  ? 

780  0.  M. 

1  Lo !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  our  believing  eyes ! 
The  earth  and  sea  are  passed  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies. 

2  From  the  third  heaven,  where  God  resides. 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  new  Jerusalem  comes  down, 
Adorned  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing : 
"  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 
Of  your  descending  King. 


500  HEAVEN. 

4  "  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode — 
Men,  the  dear  objects  of  his  grace, 
And  he  the  loving  God. 

5  "  His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  every  weeping  eye, 
And  pains  and  groans  and  griefs  and  fears, 
^  And  death  itself,  shall  die." 

6  How  long,  dear  Saviour!  oh  how  long 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  swifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

781  c.  M. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flow'rs ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea. 
And  linger,  shivering,  on  the  brink. 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

These  gloomy  doubts  that  rise. 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  uubeclouded  eyes, 


HEAVEN.  501 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

782  c.  M. 

1  Father!  I  long,  I  faint,  to  see 

The  place  of  thine  abode  ; 
I'd  leave  thine  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  seat,  my  God ! 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  't  is  a  pleasing  sight ; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace 
Is  infinite  delight. 

3  I'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  sense 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne ; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thence. 
Unspeakable,  unknown. 

4  There  all  the  heavenly  hosts  are  seen. 

In  shining  ranks  they  move. 
And  drink  immortal  vigor  in 
With  wonder  and  with  love. 

5  Then  at  thy  feet,  with  awful  fear, 

The  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there 
Before  the  eternal  All. 

6  The  more  thy  glories  strike  mine  eyes. 

The  humbler  I  shall  lie ; 
Thus,  while  I  sink,  my  joys  shall  rise 
Immeasurably  high. 

783  c.  M. 

1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 


502  HEAVEN. 

To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
AVliere  my  possessions  lie. 

2  Oh,  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  O'er  all  those  wide-extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

4  No  chilling  Avinds,  no  poisonous  breath. 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

5  "When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place. 

And  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest? 

6  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  should  round  me 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away.  [roll, 

784  C.  M. 

1  O  MOTHER  dear,  Jerusalem ! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  O  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints ! 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 
In  thee  no  sorrow  may  be  found. 
No  grief,  no  care,  no  toil. 


HEAVEN.  503 

8  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stones, 
Thy  bulwarks  diamond  square ; 
Thy  gates  are  all  of  Orient  pearl ; 
O  God !  if  I  were  there ! 

4  Oh,  passing  happy  were  my  state 
Might  I  be  worthy  found 
To  wait  upon  my  God  and  King, 
His  praises  there  to  sound. 

785  c-  M. 

1  O  MY  sweet  home,  Jerusalem  ! 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 
The  king  that  sitteth  on  thy  throne 
In  his  felicity. 

2  Thy  gardens  and  thy  goodly  walks 

Continually  are  green, 
Where  grow  such  sweet  and  pleasant  flowers 
As  no  where  else  are  seen. 

3  Right  through  thy  streets  with  pleasing  sound 

The  flood  of  life  doth  flow  ; 
And  on  the  banks,  on  either  side, 
The  trees  of  life  do  grow. 

4  Those  trees  each  month  yield  ripened  fruit ; 

For  evermore  they  spring. 
And  all  the  nations  of  the  earth 
To  thee  their  honors  bring. 

5  0  mother  dear,  Jerusalem ! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee  ? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

786  c.  M. 

1  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 
Within  the  veil,  and  see 


504  HEAVEN. 

The  saiuts  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Ouce  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  ; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now. 

With  sins  and  doubts  and  fears. 

3  I  asked  them  whence  their  vict'ry  came ; 

They,  with  united  breath. 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  They  marked  the  footsteps  that  he  trod, 

His  zeal  inspired  their  breast. 
And  following  their  incarnate  God, 
Possess  the  promised  rest. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise 

For  his  own  pattern  given. 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

787  c.  M. 

1  Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 

Unbounded  glories  rise. 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair  distant  land  !  could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  joys  explore. 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more ! 

3  There  pain  and  sickness  never  come, 

And  grief  no  more  complains  ; 
Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom. 
And  endless  jjleasure  reigns. 


HEAVEX.  505 

4  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know, 

For  ever  bright  and  fair ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

5  There  no  alternate  night  is  known. 

Nor  sun's  faint  sickly  ray  ; 
But  glory  from  the  sacred  throne 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

6  Oh,  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love. 
Till  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

788  c-  M- 

1  There  is  a  fold  whence  none  can  stray, 

And  pastures  ever  green, 
Where  sultry  sun, or  stormy  day. 
Or  night  is  never  seen. 

2  Far  up  the  everlasting  hills 

In  God's  own  light  it  lies  ; 
His  smile  its  vast  dimension  fills 
AVith  joy  that  never  dies. 

3  Soon  at  his  feet  my  soul  will  lie 

In  life's  last  struggling  breath  ; 
But  I  shall  only  seem  to  die — 
I  shall  not  taste  of  death. 

4  Far  from  this  guilty  world  to  be 

Exempt  from  toil  aud  strife. 
To  spend  eternity  with  thee. 
My  Saviour  !  this  is  life. 

789  c.  M. 

1  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 


506  HEAVEN. 

I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 

And  hellish  darts  be  hurled, 

Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

790  c.  M. 

1  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home. 

Name  ever  dear  to  me. 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
In  joy  and  peace  and  thee? 

2  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom. 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know ; 
Blest  seats,  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

3  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe. 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view. 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there 

Around  my  Saviour  stand, 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 


HEAVEN.  507 

5  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 
My  soul  still  pants  for  thee ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

791  P.  M. 

1  My  clays  are  gliding  swiftly  by, 

And  I,  a  pilgrim  stranger, 
Would  not  detain  them  as  they  fly. 
These  hours  of  toil  and  danger. 
Cho. — For  oh,  -we  stand  on  Jordan's  strand. 
Our  friends  are  passing  over. 
And,  just  before,  the  shining  shore 
We  may  almost  discover. 

2  We'll  gird  our  loins,  my  brethren  dear, 

Our  distant  home  discerning  ; 
Our  absent  Lord  has  left  us  word. 
Let  every  lamp  be  burning. —  Cho. 

3  Should  coming  days  be  cold  and  dark, 

We  need  not  cease  our  singing ; 
That  perfect  rest  naught  can  molest 

Where  golden  har])s  are  ringing. —  Clio. 

4  Let  sorrow's  rudest  tempest  blow, 

Each  cord  on  earth  to  sever ;  [home, 

Our   King  says,  "Come,"  and  there's  our 
For  ever,  oh,  for  ever! — Clio. 

792  lis. 

1  I  WOULD  not  live  alway ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way ; 
The  few  lucid  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here 
Are  enough  for  life's  woes,  full  enough  for  its 

cheer. 

2  I  would  not  live  alway ;  no,  welcome  the  tomb ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its 

gloom ; 


508  HEAVEN. 

There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise 
To  liail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

3  Who,  who  would  live  alway  away  from  his 

God, 
Away  from  you  heaven,  that  blissful  abode^ 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure   flow  o'er  the 

bright  plains. 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ? 

4  Where  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour    and   brethren  transported   to 

greet ; 
While  the   anthems  of  rapture   unceasingly 

roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the 

soul  ? 

793  7s  &  6s,  8  lines. 

1  Jerusalem  the  golden. 

With  milk  and  honey  blest, 
Beneath  thy  contemplation 

Sink  heart  and  voice  opprest. 
I  know  not,  oh,  I  know  not, 

What  holy  joys  are  there, 
What  radiancy  of  glory. 

What  bliss  beyond  compare. 

2  They  stand,  those  halls  of  Zion, 

All  jubilant  with  song, 
And  bright  with  many  an  angel, 

And  all  the  martyr  throng. 
There  is  the  throne  of  David, 

And  there,  from  toil  released, 
The  shout  of  them  that  triumph, 

The  song  of  them  that  feast. 

3  And  they  who  with  their  leader 

Have  conquered  in  the  fight, 


HEAVEX.  509 

For  ever  and  for  ever 

Are  clad  in  robes  of  white. 

Oh,  land  that  seest  no  sorrow ! 
Oh,  state  that  fear'st  no  strife! 

Oh,  royal  land  of  flowers  ! 
Oh,  realm  and  home  of  life ! 

794  7s  &  6s,  8  lines. 

1  Jerusalem  the  glorious, 

The  glory  of  the  elect, 

0  dear  and  future  vision 
That  eager  hearts  expect ! 

E'en  now  by  faith  I  see  thee, 
E'en  here  thy  walls  discern  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  are  kindled, 
And  strive  and  pant  and  yearn. 

2  Jerusalem  the  only. 

That  look'st  from  heaven  below. 
In  thee  is  all  my  glory. 

In  me  is  all  my  woe ; 
Jerusalem !  exulting 

On  that  securest  shore, 

1  hope  thee,  wish  thee,  sing  thee, 

And  love  thee  evermore. 

3  O  sweet  and  blessed  country ! 

Shall  I  e'er  see  thy  face  ? 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country ! 

Shall  I  e'er  win  thy  grace  ? 
Exult,  O  dust  and  ashes  ! 

The  Lord  shall  be  thy  part ; 
His  only,  his  for  ever. 

Thou  shalt  be  and  thou  art. 

795  7s  &  6s. 
1  Brief  life  is  here  our  portion. 

Brief  sorrow,  short-lived  care ; 


510  HEAVEN. 

The  life  that  knows  no  ending, 

The  tearless  life,  is  there ; 
Oil,  happy  retribution! 

Short  toil,  eternal  rest ; 
For  mortals  and  for  sinners, 

A  mansion  with  the  blest. 

2  There  grief  is  turned  to  pleasure — 

Such  pleasure  as  below 
No  human  voice  can  utter. 

No  human  heart  can  know; 
And  after  fleshly  scandal. 

And  after  this  world's  night, 
And  after  storm  and  whirlwind. 

Is  calm  and  joy  and  light. 

3  And  there  is  David's  fountain, 

And  life  in  fullest  glow ; 
And  there  the  light  is  golden. 

And  milk  and  honey  flow ; 
The  light  that  hath  no  evening, 

The  health  that  hath  no  sore, 
The  life  that  hath  no  ending, , 

But  lasteth  evermore. 

796  7s  &  6s. 

1  For  thee,  O  dear,  dear  country  ! 

Mine  eyes  their  vigils  keep ; 
For  very  love,  beholding 

Thy  happy  name,  they  weep ; 
The  mention  of  thy  glory 

Is  unction  to  the  breast. 
And  medicine  in  sickness. 

And  love  and  life  and  rest. 

2  O  one,  O  only  mansion ! 

O  Paradise  of  joy ! 


HE  A  VEX.  511 

"Where  tears  are  ever  banished 
And  smiles  have  no  alloy, ' 

The  Lamb  is  all  thy  splendor, 
The  Crucified  thy  praise ; 

His  Laud  and  benediction 
Thy  ransomed  people  raise. 

3  O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

The  home  of  God's  elect! 
O  sweet  and  blessed  country, 

That  eager  hearts  expect ! 
Jesus,  in  mercy  bring  us 

To  that  dear  land  of  rest, 
Who  art,  with  God  the  Father, 

And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

797  7s  &  6s. 

1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 

Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things. 

Toward  heaven  thy  native  place. 
Sun  and  moon  and  stars  decay ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away, 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  ; 
So  a  soul  that 's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face, 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode. 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

3  Cease,  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn  ; 

Press  onward  to  the  prize ; 


612  HEAVEN. 

Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies, 
Yet  a  season,  and  you  know 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchanged  for  heaven. 

798 

1  I  'm  a  pilgrim  and  I  'm  a  stranger  ; 

I  can  tarry,  I  can  tarry  but  a  night ; 
Do  not  detain  me,  for  I  am  going 
To  where  the  fountains  are  ever  flowing. 
I  'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

2  There  the  glory  is  ever  shining  ;  [there  ; 
Oh,  my  longing  heart,  my  longing  heart  is 
Here  in  this  country  so  dark  and  dreary 

I  long  have  wandered  forlorn  and  weary. 
I  'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

3  There 's  the  city  to  which  I  journey ; 
My  Redeemer,  my  Redeemer  is  its  light; 
There  is  no  sorrow,  nor  any  sighing, 
Nor  any  tears  there,  nor  any  dying. 

I  'm  a  pilgrim,  etc. 

799  7s. 

1  High  in  yonder  realms  of  light 

Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above. 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 

Happy  in  Immanuel's  love  ; 
Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below,    ^ 
Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears. 

Torturing  pain  and  heavy  woe. 

2  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  the  angelic  lyres  above, 


HEAVEN.  613 

Hark !  their  soDgs  melodious  rise — 
Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love ; 

Happy  spirits,  they  are  fled 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find, 

Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 
Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

3  All  is  tranquil  and  serene, 

Calm  and  undisturbed  repose ; 
There  no  cloud  can  intervene, 

There  no  angry  tempest  blows  ; 
Every  tear  is  wiped  away, 

Sighs  no  more  shall  heave  the  breast ; 
Night  is  lost  in  endless  day, 

Sorrow  in  eternal  rest. 

800  7s. 

1  What  are  these  in  bright  array  ? 

This  innumerable  throng. 
Round  the  altar  night  and  day 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song? 
Worthy  is  the  Lamb  once  slain. 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain  ; 

New  dominion  every  hour. 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod  ; 

These  from  great  affliction  came ; 
Now^  before  the  throne  of  God, 

Sealed  with  his  eternal  name. 
Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor  palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  dear  Redeemer's  might, 

ISfore  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown. 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them  the  Lamb  amidst  the  throne 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead ; 
33 


614  HEAVEN. 

Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fear, 
And  for  ever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  the  tear. 

801  8s. 

1  My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love, 

His  praises  aloud  I  '11  proclaim, 
And  join,  with  the  armies  above, 
To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

2  To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 

►Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 

And  feel  them  incessantly  shine 

My  boundless,  ineiilible  joy. 

3  He  freely  redeemed  with  his  blood 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 
And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell ; 

4  To  shine  with  the  angels  of  light, 

With  saints  and  with  seraphs  to  sing, 
To  view  with  eternal  delight 

My  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  my  King. 

5  Ye  palaces,  sceptres  and  crowns. 

Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey; 
Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away. 

6  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows 

Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine; 
My  joy  everlastingly  flows. 

My  God,  my  Kedeemer,  is  mine. 

802  6s  &  4s, 
1   I  'm  but  a  stranger  here. 

Heaven  is  my  home : 

Earth  is  a  desert  drear. 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 


HE  A  VEX.  51  5 

Dauger  and  sorrow  stand 

Round  me  on  every  hand ; 

Heaven  is  ray  fatherland, 

Heaven  is  my  home, 

2  What  though  the  tempest  rage? 

Heaven  is  my  home  ; 
Short  is  my  pilgrimage, 

Pleaven  is  my  home  ; 
And  time's  wild  wintry  blast 
Soon  shall  be  overpast ; 
I  shall  reach  home  at  last, 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

3  There,  at  my  Saviour's  side. 

Heaven  is  my  home, 
I  shall  be  glorified  ; 

Heaven  is  my  home, 
There  are  the  good  and  blest, 
Those  I  love  most  and  best, 
And  there  I,  too,  shall  rest ; 

Heaven  is  my  home. 

803  C.  M. 

1  The  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn, 

The  brightness  of  the  day, 
The  crimson  of  the  sunset  sky, 

How  fast  they  fade  away ! 
Oh  for  the  pearly  gates  of  heaven ! 

Oh  for  the  golden  floor ! 
Oh  for  the  Sun  of  righteousness 

That  setteth  nevermore ! 

2  The  highest  hopes  we  cherish  here, 

How  fast  they  tire  and  faint ! 

How  many  a  spot  defiles  the  robe 

That  wraps  an  earthly  saint ! 


616  HEAVEN. 

Oil  for  a  heart  that  never  sins ! 

Oh  for  a  soul  washed  white ! 
Oh  for  a  voice  to  praise  our  King, 

Nor  weary  day  or  night ! 

8  Here  faith  is  ours,  and  heavenly  hope, 
And  grace  to  lead  us  higher ; 
But  there  are  perfectness  and  peace 

Beyond  our  best  desire. 
Oh,  by  thy  love  and  anguish.  Lord ! 

Oh,  by  thy  life  laid  down. 
Grant  that  we  fall  not  froui  thy  grace, 
Nor  cast  away  our  crown. 
804  8s  &  7s. 

1  In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory 

Tlieru  remains  a  land  of  rest ; 
There  my  Saviour's  gone  before  me 
To  fulfill  my  soul's  request. 
There  is  rest  for  the  weary, 

There  is  rest  for  you, 
On  the  other  side  of  Jordan, 
In  the  sweet  fields  of  Eden, 
Where  the  tree  of  life  is  blooming, 
There  is  rest  for  you. 

2  He  is  fitting  up  my  mansion. 

Which  eternally  shall  stand, 
For  my  stay  shall  not  be  transient 
In  that  holy,  happy  land. 

3  Pain  and  sickness  ne'er  shall  enter. 

Grief  nor  woe  my  lot  shall  share ; 
But  in  that  celestial  centre 
I  a  crown  of  life  shall  wear. 

4  Death  itself  shall  then  be  vanquished. 

And  his  sting  shall  be  withdrawn ; 
Shout  for  gladness,  O  ye  ransomed ! 
Hail  with  joy  the  rising  morn. 


HEAVEN.  517 

5  Sing,  oh  sing,  ye  heirs  of  glory, 
Shout  your  triumph  as  you  go ; 
Zion's  gate  will  open  for  you, 

You  shall  find  an  entrance  through. 

805  8s  &  6s. 

1  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 

'Tis  found  above  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls 

By  sin  and  sorrow  driven, 
When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  cheerful  eye, 

The  heart  no  longer  riven, 
And  sees  the  tempest  passing  by. 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly. 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

806  t!-M. 

1  From  thee,  my  God  !  my  joys  shall  rise 

And  run  eternal  rounds. 

Beyond  the  limits  of  the  skies. 

And  all  created  bounds. 

2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul 

Shall  death  itself  outbrave. 
Leave  dull  mortality  beliiud. 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 


518  THE   SEASONS. 

3  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigus, 

lo  heaven's  unmeasured  space, 
I  '11  spend  a  long  eternity 
In  pleasure  and  in  praise. 

4  Millions  of  years  my  wondering  eyes 

Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove, 
And  endless  ages  I  '11  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 

5  Haste,  my  Beloved  !  fetch  my  soul 

Up  to  thy  blest  abode  ; 
Fly,  for  my  spirit  longs  to  see 
My  Saviour  and  ray  God. 


THE    SEASONS. 

807  7s. 

1  While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year. 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run. 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here ; 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find, 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  ; 
Upward,  Lord  !  our  spirits  raise  ; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive, 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 


THE   SEASONS.  519 

Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view ; 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old, 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love ; 
And  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 

808  8s  &  7s. 

1  Holy  Father !  thou  hast  taught  us 

We  should  live  to  thee  alone ; 
Year  by  year  thy  hand  hath  brought  us 

On  through  dangers  oft  unknown. 
When  we  wandered,  thou  hast  found  us, 

When  we  doubted,  sent  us  light ; 
Still  thine  arm  has  been  around  us. 

All  our  paths  were  in  thy  sight. 

2  In  the  world  will  foes  assail  us. 

Craftier,  stronger  fiir  than  we ; 
And  the  strife  shall  never  fail  us, 

Well  we  know,  before  we  die. 
Therefore,  Lord  !  we  come  believing 

Thou  canst  give  the  pow'r  we  need. 
Through  the  prayer  of  faith  receiving 

Strength,  the  Spirit's  strength,  indeed. 

3  We  would  trust  in  thy  protecting. 

Wholly  rest  upon  thine  arm. 
Follow  wholly  thy  directing. 

Thou  our  only  guard  from  harm  ; 
Keep  us  from  our  own  undoing, 

Help  us  turn  to  thee  when  tried ; 
Still  our  footsteps,  Father !  viewing. 

Keep  us  ever  at  thy  side. 

809  lis  &  5s. 

1  Come,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue, 


620  THE   SEASONS. 

Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ; 

His  adorable  will 

Let  us  gladly  fulfill, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope  and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away. 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay ; 

The  arrow  is  flown, 

The  moment  is  gone, 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity 's  here. 

3  Oh  that  each  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through, 
I  have  finished  the  work  which  thou  gavest  me 
Oh  that  each  from  his  Lord  [to  do!" 
May  receive  the  glad  word, 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne  !" 

810  L-  M. 

1  Great  God !  we  sing  thy  mighty  hand, 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand ; 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
That  mercy  crowns  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad. 
Still  are  we  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed. 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

8  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown, 


THE   SEASONS.  521 

AVe  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed 

Be  thou  our  joy  and  thou  our  rest ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored,  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 

Our  helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust. 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

811  L-  M. 

1  My  Helper,  God !  I  bless  his  name ; 
The  same  his  power,  his  grace  the  same ; 
The  tokens  of  his  friendly  care 

Open  and  crown  and  close  the  year. 

2  Amidst  ten  thousand  snares  I  stand. 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand  ; 
And  see,  when  I  survey  his  ways. 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  me  on, 
Thus  for  I  make  his  mercy  known; 
And  while  I  tread  this  desert  laud. 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  My  grateful  soul  on  Jordan's  shore 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more ; 
Then  bear  in  his  bright  courts  above 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 

812  L.  M. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  every  joy  ! 

Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ. 

While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 

Whose  i^oodness  crowns  the  circlinsf  vear. 


522  THE   SEA.SOXS. 

2  The  flowery  spring  at  thy  commnnd 
Perfumes  the  air  and  paints  the  laud ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  viue. 

3  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores; 
And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 

No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

4  Seasons  and  months  and  weeks  and  days 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise ; 
Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 
With  opening  light  and  evening  shade. 

813  73. 

1  For  thy  mercy  and  thy  grace, 

Faithful  through  another  year, 
Hear  our  song  of  thankfulness. 
Father  and  Redeemer  I  hear. 

2  In  our  weakness  and  distress, 

Rock  of  strength  1  be  thou  our  stay  ; 
In  the  pathless  wilderness 
Be  our  true  and  living  way. 

3  Who  of  us  death's  awful  road 

In  the  coming  year  shall  tread  ? 
With  thy  rod  and  staff,  O  God ! 
Comfort  thou  his  dying  head. 

4  Keep  us  faithful,  keep  us  pure, 

Keep  us  evermore  thine  own  ; 
Help,  oh  help  us  to  endure ; 
Fit  us  for  the  promised  crown. 

814  s.  M. 

1  My  times  are  in  thy  hand  ; 

My  God  !  I  wish  them  there ; 


THE   SEASONS.  523 

My  life,  my  soul,  ray  all,  I  leave 
Entirely  to  thy  care. 

2  My  tiraes  are  in  thy  hand, 

Whatever  they  may  be, 
Pleasing  or  paini'ul,  dark  or  bright, 
As  best  may  seem  to  thee. 

3  My  times  are  in  thy  hand ; 

Why  should  I  doubt  or  fear? 
My  Fatlier's  hand  will  never  cause 
His  child  a  needless  tear. 

4  My  times  are  in  thy  hand, 

Jesus !  the  crucitied  ; 
The  hand  my  many  sins  have  pierced 
Is  now  my  guard  and  guide. 

815  ('•  M. 

1  With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 

Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessing  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown. 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 
And  wintry  days  appear. 

4  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow. 
The  icy  fetters  bound. 

5  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 


524  THE  SEASONS. 

He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

6  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 
Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

816  C-M. 

1  Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King, 

AVho  makes  the  earth  his  care, 
Visits  the  pastures  every  spring. 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  raised  on  high. 

Pour  out,  at  his  command, 
Their  watery  blessings  from  the  sky. 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  softened  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring, 

The  valleys  rich  provision  yield, 

And  cheerful  laborers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  every  side 

Rejoice  at  falling  showers ; 
The  meadows,  dressed  in  all  their  ^^ride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flowers. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refreslied  with  rain. 

Promise  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  parching  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns ; 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs. 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise. 


THE   SEASONS.  625 

817  c.  M. 

1  Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name ! 

And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
AVhat  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  The  year  rolls  round  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We  're  traveling  to  the  grave. 

3  Great  God !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang  everlasting  things! 
The  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

4  Infinite  joy  or  endless  woe 

Attends  on  every  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcerned  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  dea,th ! 

5  Waken,  O  Lord !  our  drowsy  sense 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God. 

818  C.  M, 

1  'T  IS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power  ! 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times  and  moons  and  hours. 

Heaven,  earth  and  air,  are  thine ; 
When  clouds  distill  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  Author  is  divine. 


626  THE   SEASONS. 

4  Those  -wandering  eisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
Witli  watery  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  eorn  appear; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

819  c.  M. 

1  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love ! 

Whose  gifts  all  creatures  share. 
The  rolling  seasons  as  they  move 
Proclaim  thy  constant  can'. 

2  AVhen  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord  !  was  thine. 

The  seasons  knew  thy  call ; 
Thou  madest  the  summer  sun  to  shine, 
The  summer  dew  to  fall. 

4  Thy  gifts  of  mercy  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  ; 
And  now  the  harvest  crowns  thy  love. 
And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

6  Oh,  ne'er  may  our  forgetful  hearts 
O'erlook  thy  bounteous  care  ; 
But  what  our  Father's  hand  imparts 
Still  own  in  praise  and  prayer. 

6  To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 
The  God  whom  we  adore. 
Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now. 
And  shall  be  evermore. 


THE   SEASONS.  527 

820  ^^  ^  7s. 

1  Now  thauk.we  all  our  God 

With  heart  and  hauds  and  voices. 
Who  wondrous  things  hath  done, 

In  whom  his  world  rejoices ; 
Who  from  our  mothers'  arms 

Hath  blessed  us  on  our  way 
With  countless  gifts  of  love. 

And  still  is  ours  to-day. 

2  Oh  may  this  bounteous  God 

Through  all  our  life  be  near  us, 
With  ever  joyful  hearts 

And  blessed  peace  to  cheer  us ; 
And  keep  us  in  his  grace, 

And  guide  us  when  perplexed, 
And  free  us  from  all  ills 

In  this  world  and  the  next. 

3  All  praise  and  thanks  to  God 

The  Father  now  be  given, 
The  Son,  and  him  who  reigns 

With  them  in  highest  heaven, 
The  one  eternal  God, 

Whom  heaven  and  earth  ad<jre ; 
For  thus  it  was,  is  now, 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

821  L-  Jt. 

1  Lord  of  the  harvest!  thee  we  hail ! 
Thine  ancient  promise  doth  not  fail ; 
The  varying  seasons  haste  their  round, 
With  goodness  all  our  years  are  crowned ; 

Our  thanks  we  pay, 
This  holy  day ; 
Oh,  let  our  hearts  in  tune  be  found. 

2  If  spring  doth  wake  the  song  of  mirth, 
If  summer  warms  the  fruitful  earth. 


528  THE   SEASONS. 

\yiien  winter  sweeps  the  naked  plain, 
Or  autumn  yields  its  ripened  grain, 

AVe  still  do  sing 

To  thee  our  King 
Through  all  their  changes  thou  dost  reign. 

3  But  chiefly  when  thy  liberal  hand 
Bestows  new  plenty  o'er  the  laud, 
When  sounds  of  music  fill  the  air, 
As  homeward  all  their  treasures  bear, 

We  too  will  raise 
Our  hymn  of  praise, 
For  we  thy  common  bounties  share. 

4  Lord  of  the  harvest !  all  is  thine. 

The  rains  that  fall,  the  suns  that  shine, 
The  seed  once  hidden  in  the  ground, 
The  skill  that  makes  our  fruits  abound ; 

New  every  year 

Thy  gifts  appear ; 
New  praises  from  our  lijjs  shall  sound. 

5  Immortal  honor,  endless  fame, 
Attend  the  almighty  Father's  name ; 
Like  honor  to  the  incarnate  Son, 
Who  for  lost  man  redemption  won ; 

And  equal  praise 
We  thankful  raise 
To  thee,  blest  Spirit !  with  them  one. 

822  7s. 

1  Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come, 
Baise  the  song  of  harvest  home ; 
All  is  safely  gathered  in, 
Ere  the  winter  storms  begin ; 
God,  our  Maker,  doth  provide 
For  our  wants  to  be  supplied ; 
Come  to  God's  own  temple,  come ; 
Raise  the  song  of  harvest  home. 


THE   SEASONS.  629 

2  V^^e  ourselves  are  God's  own  field, 
Fruit  unto  his  praise  to  yield  ; 
Wheat  and  tares  together  sown, 
Unto  joy  or  sorrow  grown  ; 
First  the  blade,  and  then  the  ear, 
Then  the  full  corn  shall  appear  ; 
Lord  of  harvest !  grant  that  we 
Wholesome  grain  and  pure  may  be. 

3  For  the  Lord  our  God  shall  come. 
And  shall  take  his  harvest  home  ; 
From  his  field  shall  purge  away 
All  that  doth  offend  that  day ; 
Give  his  angels  charge  at  last 

In  the  fire  the  tares  to  cast. 
But  the  fruitful  ears  to  store 
In  his  garner  evermore. 

4  Even  so,  Lord !  quickly  come 
To  thy  final  harvest  home ; 
Gather  thou  thy  people  in, 
Free  from  sorrow,  free  from  sin  ; 
There  for  ever  purified 

In  thy  presence  to  abide  ; 

Come  with  all  thine  angels,  come, 

Raise  the  glorious  harvest  home. 

823  78. 

1  Praise  on  thee  in  Zion's  gates 
Daily,  O  Jehovah  !  waits  ; 
Unto  thee,  O  God  !  belong 
Grateful  words  and  holy  song. 

2  Thou  the  hope  and  refuge  art 
Of  remotest  lands  apart ; 
Distant  isles  and  tribes  unknown, 
'Mid  the  ocean  waste  and  lone. 

34 


630  THE   SEASONS. 

3  Thou  dost  visit  earth,  and  rain 
Blessings  on  the  thirsty  plain, 
From  the  copious  founts  on  high, 
From  the  rivers  of  the  sky. 

4  Thus  the  clouds  thy  power  confess, 
And  thy  paths  drop  fruitfulness, 
And  the  voice  of  song  and  mirth 
Eises  from  the  tribes  of  earth. 

824  7s. 

1  Summer  ended,  harvest  o'er, 
Lord !  to  thee  our  song  we  pour, 
For  the  valley's  golden  yield. 
For  the  fruits  of  tree  and  field ; 

2  For  the  promise  ever  sure 

That  while  heaven  and  earth  endure 
Seed-time,  harvest,  cold  and  heat 
Shall  their  yearly  round  complete ; 

3  For  the  care  which,  while  we  slept, 
Watch  o'er  field  and  furrow  kept, 
Watch  o'er  all  the  buried  grain. 
Soon  to  burst  to  life  again. 

4  When  the  reaping  angels  bring 
Tares  and  wheat  before  the  King, 
Jesus !  may  we  gathered  be 

In  the  heavenly  barn  to  thee. 

5  Then  the  angel-cry  shall  sound. 
Praise  the  Lamb  ;  the  lost  are  found  ; 
And  the  answering  song  shall  be. 
Alleluia,  praise  to  thee — 

6  Praise  to  thee,  the  toil  is  o'er ; 
Blight  and  curse  shall  be  no  more ; 
Lo !  the  mighty  work  is  done : 
Glory  to  the  three  in  one. 


NATIONAL.  531 


NATIONAL.. 

825  LM. 

1  Let  Sion  praise  the  mighty  God, 
And  make  his  honors  known  abroad, 
For  sweet  the  joy  our  songs  to  raise, 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praise. 

2  Our  children  live  secure  and  blest ; 
Our  shores  have  peace,  our  cities  rest  ; 
He  feeds  our  sons  with  finest  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blessings  to  their  meat. 

3  Through  all  our  coasts  his  laws  are  shown, 
His  gospel  through  the  nation  known  ; 
He  hath  not  thus  revealed  his  word 

To  every  land ;  praise  ye  the  Lord. 

826  L-  M. 

1  Great  God  of  nations !  now  to  thee 

Our  hymn  of  gratitude  w^e  raise ; 

With  humble  heart  and  bending  knee 

We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  almighty  God  ! 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  Freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallow' ed  ray ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  did  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

4  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds, 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night. 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 


532  NATIONAL. 

5  Great  God !  preserve  us  in  thy  fear ; 
Iq  dangers  still  our  guardian  be ; 
Oh,  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here, 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 

827  L-  M. 

1  Praise,  Lord  !  for  thee  in  Zion  waits ; 
Prayer  shall  besiege  thy  temple  gates  ; 
All  flesh  shall  to  thy  throne  repair, 
And  find  through  Christ  salvation  there. 

2  How  blest  thy  saints !  how  safely  led ! 
How  surely  kept !  how  richly  fed  ! 
Saviour  of  all  in  earth  and  sea ! 
How  happy  they  who  rest  in  thee  ! 

3  The  year  is  with  thy  goodness  crowned ; 
Thy  clouds  drop  wealth  the  world  around  ; 
Through  thee  the  deserts  laugh  and  sing, 
And  Nature  smiles  and  owns  her  King. 

4  Lord !  on  our  souls  thy  Spirit  pour  ; 
The  moral  waste  within  restore ; 
Oh,  let  thy  love  our  spring-tide  be, 
And  make  us  all  bear  fruit  to  thee. 

828  6^  &  4s. 

1  The  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
In  loud  thanksgiving  raise 

Hand,  heart  and  voice  ; 
The  valleys  laugh  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Yea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  joyous  thanks  proclaim 


NATIONAL.  533 

Througli  all  the  earth  ; 
To  glory  iu  your  lot 
Is  comely,  but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot 

Amidst  your  mirth. 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
Hands,  hearts  and  voices  raise 

With  one  accord. 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

829  '^•^-  6  lines. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ; 
Bounteous  source  of  every  joy ! 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ ; 
All  to  thee,  our  God !  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

2  All  the  blessings  of  the  fields, 
All  the  stores  the  garden  yields. 
For  the  flocks  that  roam  the  plaiu, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripened  grain, 
Lord !  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

8  Clouds  that  drop  their  fiittening  dews. 
Suns  that  genial  warmth  diffuse, 
All  the  plenty  summer  pours. 
Autumn's  rich  o'erflowing  stores, 
All  to  thee,  our  God!  we  owe. 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow. 

830  6s  &  4s. 

1  God  bless  our  native  land ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand 

THE  MED  PRESBViERiAN  MISSION  LiBRiyil 


534  NATIONAL. 

Through  storm  and  uight ; 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
liuler  of  winds  and  wave! 
Do  thou  our  country  save 

By  thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God  above  the  skies, 

On  him  we  wait ; 
Thou  who  art  ever  nigh, 
Guardian  with  watchful  eye ! 
To  thee  aloud  we  cry, 

God  save  the  State. 

3  Our  fathers'  God  !  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing  ; 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might. 

Great  God,  our  King ! 

831  \  7s. 

1  What  our  Father  does  is  well ; 
Blessed  truth  his  children  tell ; 
Though  he  send  for  plenty  want. 
Though  the  harvest  floor  be  scant, 
Yet  we  rest  upon  his  love. 
Seeking  better  things  above. 

2  What  our  Father  does  is  well ; 
Shall  the  willful  heart  rebel  ? 
If  a  blessing  he  withhold 

In  the  field  or  in  the  fold, 
Is  it  not  himself  to  be 
All  our  store  eternally  ? 

3  What  our  Father  does  is  well ; 
Though  he  sadden  hill  and  dell, 


NATIONAL.  535 

Upward  yet  our  praises  rise 
For  the  strength  his  word  supplies. 
He  has  called  us  sons  of  God ; 
Can  we  murmur  at  his  rod  ? 

4  What  our  Father  does  i^  well ; 
May  the  thought  within  us  dwell ; 
Though  no  milk  nor  honey  flow 
In  our  barren  Canaan  now, 

God  can  save  us  in  our  need, 
God  can  bless  us,  God  can  feed. 

5  Therefore  unto  him  we  raise 
Hymns  of  glory,  songs  of  praise ; 
To  the  Father  and  the  ^Sou 

And  the  Spirit,  three  in  one. 
Honor,  might  and  glory  be, 
Now  and  throuirh  eternity. 

832  ^  «« <-t  ^s. 

1  Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven, 

To  his  feet  thy  tribute  bring; 
Eansomed,  healed,  restored,  forgiven, 
Evermore  his  praises  sing; 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise  the  everlasting  King. 

2  Praise  him  for  his  grace  and  favor 

To  our  fathei"s  in  distress  ; 
Praise  him  still  the  same  as  ever, 
Slow  to  chide  and  swift  to  bless ; 

Alleluia !  Alleluia ! 
Glorious  in  his  faithfulness. 

3  Father-like,  he  tends  and  spares  us, 

Well  our  feeble  frame  he  knows; 
In  his  hands  he  gently  bears  us, 
Eescues  us  from  all  our  foes ; 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Widely  yet  his  mercy  flows. 


536  NATIONAL. 

4  Angels  in  the  height,  adore  him  ; 
Ye  behold  him  face  to  face ; 
Saints,  triumphant  bow  before  him. 
Gathered  in  from  every  race ; 

Alleluia!  Alleluia! 
Praise  with  us  the  God  of  grace. 

833  c.  M. 

1  Our  laud,  O  Lord !  with  songs  of  praise 

Shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice, 
And,  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heaven  a  cheerful  voice. 

2  Thy  sure  defence  through  nations  round 

Hath  spread  our  country's  name, 
And  all  her  humble  efforts  crowned 
With  freedom  and  with  fame. 

3  In  deep  distress  a  patriot  band 

Implored  thy  power  to  save ; 
For  liberty  they  prayed  ;  thy  hand 
The  timely  blessing  gave. 

4  On  thee,  in  want,  in  woe  or  pain, 

Our  hearts  alone  rely  ; 
Our  rights  thy  mercy  will  maintain, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 

5  Thus  Lord  !  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 

And  still  exalt  thy  fame ; 
While  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare 
For  thine  almighty  name. 

834  78. 

1  Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song, 
Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praise  to  heaven's  almighty  King. 


NATIONAL.  537 

2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Pour  around  this  happy  land ; 
Let  our  hearts,  beneath  his  s\Yay, 
Hail  the  bright,  triumphant  day. 

3  Now  to  thee  our  joys  ascend, 

Thou  hast  been  our  heavenly  Friend ; 
Guarded  by  thy  mighty  power. 
Peace  and  freedom  bless  our  shore. 

4  Hark!  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  heavenly  notes  prolong. 

835  C.  M. 

1  Lord  !  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
Oh,  hear  us  for  our  native  land — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  Oh,  guard  our  shore  from  every  foe. 

With  peace  our  borders  bless, 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth  and  thee. 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Here  may  religion,  pure  and  nuld, 

Smile  on  our  Sabbath  hours, 
And  piety  and  virtue  bless 
The  home  of  us  and  ours. 

5  Lord  of  the  nations  !  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend  ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 
Her  everlasting  friend. 


538  NATIONAL. 

836  c.  M. 

1  Lord  !  thou  hast  scourged  our  guilty  land, 

Behold  thy  people  mouru  ; 
Shall  vengeance  ever  guide  thy  hand, 
And  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  Beneath  the  terrors  of  thine  eye 

Earth's  haughty  towers  decay  ; 
Thy  frowning  mantle  spreads  the  sky, 
And  mortals  melt  away. 

3  Our  Zion  trembles  at  the  stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand  ; 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  hast  broke, 
And  save  the  sinking  land. 

837  L-  M. 

1  When  in  our  hour  of  utmost  need 
We  know  not  where  to  look  for  aid, 
AVhen  days  and  nights  of  anxious  thought 
Nor  help  nor  counsel  yet  have  brought, 

2  Then  this  our  comfort  is  alone. 
That  we  may  meet  before  thy  throne, 
And  cry,  O  faithful  God !  to  thee 
For  rescue  from  our  misery ; 

8  To  thee  may  raise  our  hearts  and  eyes, 
Kepenting  sore  with  bitter  sighs. 
And  seek  thy  pardon  for  our  sin, 
And  respite  from  our  griefs  within. 

4  For  thou  hast  promised,  graciously 
To  hear  all  those  who  cry  to  thee 
Through  him  whose  name  alone  is  great. 
Our  Saviour  and  our  Advocate. 

5  And  thus  we  come,  O  God !  to-day, 
And  all  our  woes  before  thee  lay, 
For  tried,  afflicted,  lo !  we  stand, 
Peril  and  foes  on  every  hand. 


NATIONAL.  539 

6  Ah  !  hide  not  for  our  sins  thy  face  ; 
Absolve  us  through  thy  boundless  grace ; 
Be  with  us  in  our  anguish  still, 

Free  us  at  last  from  every  ill. 

7  That  so  with  all  our  hearts  may  we 
Once  more  with  joy  give  thanks  to  thee, 
And  walk  obedient  to  thy  word, 

And  now  and  ever  praise  the  Lord. 

838  L-  Jt. 

1  Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  above ! 

Thy  glory,  with  unclouded  rays, 
Shines  through  the  realms  of  light  and  love, 
Inspiring  angels  with  thy  praise. 

2  Thy  power  we  own,  thy  grace  adore ; 

Thou  deign'st  to  visit  man  below ; 
And  in  affliction's  darkest  hour 

The  humble  shall  thy  mercy  know. 

3  These  western  States  at  thy  command 

Rose  from  dependence  and  distress  ; 
Prosperity  now  crowns  the  land. 

And  millions  join  thy  name  to  bless. 

4  Praise  is  thy  due,  eternal  King ! 

We  '11  speak  the  wonders  of  thy  love ; 
With  grateful  hearts  our  tribute  bring, 
And  emulate  the  hosts  above. 

5  Oh,  be  thou  still  our  guardian  God, 

Preserve  these  States  from  every  foe. 
From  party  rage,  from  scenes  of  blood, 
From  sin  and  every  cause  of  woe. 

6  Here  may  the  great  Redeemer  reign. 

Display  his  grace  and  saving  power ; 
Here  liberty  and  truth  maintain, 
Till  empires  fall  to  rise  no  more. 


540  NATIONAL. 

839  L-  M. 

1  Salvation  doth  to  God  belong, 

His  power  and  grace  shall  be  our  song ; 
From  him  alone  all  mercies  flow, 
His  arm  alone  subdues  the  foe. 

2  Then  praise  this  God,  wlio  bows  his  ear 
Propitious  to  his  people's  prayer ; 
And  though  deliverance  he  may  stay, 
Yet  answers  still  in  his  own  day. 

3  Oh,  may  this  goodness  lead  our  land. 
Still  saved  by  thine  almighty  hand. 
The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring 

To  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

4  Till  every  public  temple  raise 

A  song  of  triumph  to  thy  praise. 
And  every  peaceful  private  home 
To  thee  a  temple  shall  become. 

5  Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  glorious  sight, 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear 
Till  life's  last  hour  to  persevere. 

840  8s  &  7s. 

1  Deead  Jehovah  !  God  of  nations ! 

From  thy  temple  in  the  skies 
Hear  thy  people's  supplications  ; 
Now  for  their  deliverance  rise. 

2  Though  our  sins,  our  hearts  confounding, 

Long  and  loud  for  vengeance  call. 
Thou  hast  mercy  more  abounding ; 
Jesus'  blood  can  cleanse  them  all. 

3  Let  that  love  veil  our  transgression, 

Let  that  blood  our  guilt  efface ; 
Save  thy  people  from  oppression, 
Save  from  spoil  thy  holy  place. 


NATIONAL.  641 

4  Lo !  with  deep  contritiou  turni-ng, 
Humbly  at  thy  feet  we  bend ; 
Hear  us,  fastiug,  praying,  mourning, 
Hear  us,  spare  us,  and  defend. 

841  c.  M. 

1  In  grief  and  fear,  to  thee,  O  Lord  ! 

For  succor  now  we  fly  ; 
Thine  awful  judgments  are  abroad, 

Oh,  shield  us  lest  we  die. 
The  fell  disease  on  every  side 

Walks  forth  with  tainted  breath, 
And  pestilence,  with  rapid  stride, 

Bestrews  the  land  with  death. 

2  Oh,  look  with  pity  on  the  scene 

Of  sadness  and  of  dread, 
And  let  thine  angel  stand  between 

The  living  and  the  dead. 
With  contrite  hearts  to  thee,  our  King, 

We  turn,  who  oft  have  strayed  ; 
Accept  the  sacrifice  we  bring. 

And  let  the  plague  be  stayed. 

842  H.  M. 

1  Before  the  Lord  we  bow. 

The  God  who  reigns  above, 
And  rules  the  world  below, 
Boundless  in  power  and  love  ; 
Our  thanks  we  bring 
In  joy  and  praise. 
Our  hearts  we  raise 
To  heaven's  high  King. 

2  The  nation  thou  hast  blest 

May  well  thy  love  declare, 
From  foes  and  fears  at  rest, 
Protected  by  thy  care. 


542  OCCASIONAL. 

For  this  fair  land, 
For  this  bright  day, 
Our  thauks  we  pay, 

Gifts  of  thy  hand. 

3  May  every  mountain  height. 

Each  vale  and  forest  green. 
Shine  in  thy  word's  pure  light, 
And  its  rich  fruits  be  seen. 
May  every  tongue 
Be  tuned  to  praise, 
And  join  to  raise 
A  grateful  song. 

4  Earth,  hear  thy  Maker's  voice. 

Thy  great  Redeemer  own  ; 
Believe,  obey,  rejoice, 
And  worship  him  alone. 
Cast  down  thy  pride. 
Thy  sin  deplore. 
And  bow  before 
The  Crucified. 


OCCASIONAL. 

843  s.  M. 

1  How  welcome  was  the  call. 

And  sweet  the  festal  lay, 
When  Jesus  deigned  in  Cana's  hall 
To  bless  the  marriage  day. 

2  And  hap})y  was  the  bride, 

And  glad  the  bridegroom's  heart, 
For  he  who  tarried  at  their  side 
Bade  grief  and  ill  depart. 

3  His  gracious  power  divine 

The  water-vessels  knew. 


PRAYER-MEETING.  543 

And  plenteous  was  the  mystic  wine 
The  wondering  servants  drew. 

O  Lord  of  life  and  love ! 

Come  thou  again  to-day  ! 
And  bring  a  blessing  from  above 

That  ne'er  shall  pass  away. 

Oh,  bless,  as  erst  of  old, 

The  bridegroom  and  the  bride ; 

Bless  with  the  holier  stream  that  flowed 
Forth  from  thy  pierced  side. 

Before  thine  altar-throne 

This  mercy  we  implore  ; 
As  thou  dost  knit  them.  Lord  !  in  one, 

So  bless  them  evermore. 


PRAYER-MEETING. 

844  L.  M. 

1  Great  God !  indulge  my  humble  claim, 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise ! 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God ; 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties. 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 

3  With  early  feet  I  love  to  appear 

Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face ; 
Oft  have  I  seen  thy  glory  there. 

And  felt  the  power  of  sovereign  grace. 

4  I  '11  lift  my  hands,  I  '11  raise  my  voice. 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise ; 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice. 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 


544  PKAYEB-MEETING. 

845  L.  M. 

1  What  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat ! 

Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw^, 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Brings  every  blessing  from  above. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armor  bright ; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Have  you  no  words  ?     Ah  !  think  again  ; 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain. 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

5  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent 
To  Heaven  in  supplication  sent, 
Your  cheerful  song  would  oftener  be, 

"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

846  L.  M, 

1  Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands, 
The  house  of  God  not  made  with  hands, 
A  great  High  Priest  our  nature  wears, 
The  Guardian  of  mankind  appears. 

2  Though  now*  ascended  up  on  high. 
He  bends  on  earth  a  brother's  eye ; 
Partaker  of  the  human  name, 

He  knows  the  frailty  of  our  frame. 

3  In  every  pang  that  rends  the  heart 
The  Man  of  sorrows  had  a  part ; 


PEAYER-MEETIXG.  545 

He  sympathizes  with  our  grief, 
Aud  to  the  sufferer  sends  relief. 

4  With  boldness,  therefore,  at  the  throne, 
Let  us  make  all  our  sorrows  known, 
And  ask  the  aid  of  heavenly  power 
To  help  us  in  the  evil  hour. 
8-47  6s  &  4s. 

1  Come,  thou  almighty  King  ! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 

Help  us  to  praise ; 
Father!  all-glorious. 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  days ! 

2  Come,  thou  incarnate  word  ! 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword  ; 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  aud  thy  people  bless. 
And  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Spirit  of  holiness ! 

On  us  descend. 

3  Come,  holy  Comforter ! 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour ; 
Thou  who  almighty  art ! 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power ! 

4  To  the  great  one  in  three 
The  highest  praises  be. 

Hence  evermore ; 
His  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 
35 


546  PEAYEE-MEETINa. 

848  L-  M. 

1  Fak  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  be  gone, 
Let  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 

Fain  would  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  see ; 
I  wait  a  visit,  Lord !  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire ; 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus !  from  above, 
And  feed  my  soul  with  heavenly  love. 

3  Blest  Saviour !  what  delicious  fare ! 
How  sweet  thine  entertainments  are ! 
Never  did  angels  taste  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

4  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all-divine ! 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine, 
Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  one 
That  eyes  have  seen  or  angels  known  ! 

849  L.  M.    8  lines. 

1  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer, 
That  calls  me  from  a  world  of  care. 

And  bids  me  at  my  Father's  throne 
Make  all  my  wants  and  wishes  known ; 
In  seasons  of  distress  and  grief 
My  soul  has  often  found  relief. 
And  oft  escaped  the  tempter's  snare. 
By  thy  return,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

2  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer, 
Thy  wings  shall  my  petition  bear 

To  him  whose  truth  and  faithfulness 
Engage  the  waiting  soul  to  bless ; 
And  since  he  bids  me  seek  his  face, 
Believe  his  word  and  trust  his  grace, 
I  '11  cast  on  him  my  every  care. 
And  wait  for  thee,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 


PEAYEE-MEETING.  547 

3  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer, 
May  I  thy  consolations  share, 
Till  from  i\Iount  Pisgah's  lofty  height 
I  view  my  home  and  take  my  flight ; 
This  robe  of  flesh  I  '11  drop,  and  rise, 
To  seize  the  everlasting  prize  ; 
And  shout,  while  passing  through  the  air, 
Farewell,  farewell,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

850  L.  M. 

1  Come,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs ; 

The  saints  in  heaven  began  the  strain ; 
The  homage  which  to  Christ  belongs : 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain!" 

2  Slain  to  redeem  us  by  his  blood. 

To  cleanse  from  every  sinful  stain, 
And  make  us  kings  and  priests  to  God : 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain  !" 

3  To  him  who  suffered  on  the  tree 

Our  souls,  at  his  soul's  price,  to  gain, 
Blessing  and  praise  and  glory  be : 

"  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  sltiin !" 

4  To  him,  enthroned  by  filial  right. 

All  power  in  heaven  and  earth  proclaim 
Honor  and  majesty  and  might: 

"Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain!" 

851  c.  M. 

1  Peayee  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Unuttered  or  expressed  ; 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 


548  PRAYER-MEETING. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice 

Returning  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  say,  "  Behold,  he  prays." 

5  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

852  c.  M. 

1  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence.  Lord !  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye, 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest. 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways. 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

Before  they  're  formed  within, 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  Oh,  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high; 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sovereign  love. 


PEAYER-HEETIKG.  549 

853  c.  M. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord !  I  flee 

From  strife  and  tumult  far, 
From  scenes  where  Satan  wages  still 
His  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

AVith  prayer  and  praise  agree ; 
And  seem,  by  thy  sweet  bounty,  made 
For  those  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul, 

And  grace  her  mean  abode. 
Oh,  ^vitli  what  peace  and  joy  and  love 
She  then  communes  with  God  ! 

4  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life. 

Sweet  Source  of  light  divine, 

And  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 

Blest  Saviour !  thou  art  mine. 

854  8s  &  4s. 

1  My  God !  is  any  hour  so  sweet. 

From  blush  of  morn  to  evening  star, 
As  that  which  calls  me  to  thy  feet, 
The  hour  of  prayer  ? 

2  Blest  is  the  tranquil  hour  of  morn. 

And  blest  that  solemn  hour  of  eve 
When,  on  the  wings  of  prayer  upborne, 
The  world  I  leave. 

3  Then  is  my  strength  by  thee  renewed  ; 

Then  are  my  sins  by  thee  forgiven  ; 
Then  dost  thou  cheer  my  solitude 
With  hopes  of  heaven. 

4  No  words  can  tell  what  sweet  relief 

Here  for  my  every  want  I  find, 
AYhat  strength  for  warfare,  balm  for  grief. 
What  peace  of  mind. 


550  PRAYER-MEETING. 

5  Lord !  till  I  reach  that  blissful  shore, 
No  privilege  so  dear  shall  be, 
As  thus  my  inmost  soul  to  pour 
In  prayer  to  thee. 

855  L.  ]\r. 

1  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 

'T  is  found  beneath  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads — 
A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet ; 
It  is  the  blood-bought  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  time  and  sense  seem  all  no  more, 
And  heav'n  comes  down  our  souls  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

5  Oh,  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill. 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold  and  still, 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  I  forget  the  mercy-seat.  ' 

856  7s. 

1  Pleasant  are  thy  courts  above, 
In  the  land  of  light  and  love ; 
Pleasant  are  thy  courts  below. 
In  this  land  of  sin  and  woe. 
Oh,  my  spirit  longs  and  faints 
For  the  converse  of  thy  saints. 


PRAYER-MEETIXG.  551 

For  the  brightness  of  thy  face, 
For  thy  fullness,  God  of  grace ! 

2  Happy  birds  that  sing  and  fly 
Round  thy  altars,  O  Most  High ! 
Happier  souls  that  find  a  rest 

In  their  heavenly  Father's  breast ; 
Like  the  wandering  dove  that  found 
No  repose  on  earth  around, 
They  can  to  their  ark  repair, 
And  enjoy  it  ever  there. 

3  Happy  souls !  their  praises  flow 
Even  in  this  vale  of  woe ; 
Waters  in  the  desert  rise, 
jNIanna  feeds  them  from  the  skies ; 
On  they  go  from  strength  to  strength 
Till  they  reach  thy  throne  at  length  ; 
At  thy  feet  adoring  fall, 

Who  hast  led  them  safe  through  all. 

4  Lord !  be  mine  this  prize  to  win, 
Guide  me  through  this  world  of  sin ; 
Keep  me  by  thy  saving  grace, 

,  Give  me  at  thy  side  a  place  ; 
Sun  and  Shield  alike  thou  art, 
Guide  and  guard  my  erring  heart ; 
Grace  and  glory  flow  from  thee. 
Shed,  oh,  shed  them,  Lord  ]  on  me. 

857  7s. 

1  "  Wide,  ye  heavenly  gates,  unfold. 

Closed  no  more  by  death  and  sin ; 
Lo  !  the  conquering  Lord  behold ! 
Let  the  King  of  glory  in." 

2  Hark !  th'  angelic  host  inquire, 

"  Who  is  he,  the  mighty  King?" 
Hark  again  !  the  answering  choir 
Thus  in  strains  of  triumph  sing : 


662  PRAYER-MEETING. 

3  "  He  whose  powerful  arm  alone 

On  his  foes  destruction  hurled  ; 
He  who  hath  the  victory  won, 
He  who  saved  a  ruined  world ; 

4  "  He  who  God's  pure  law  fulfilled, 

Jesus,  the  incarnate  Word  ; 
He  whose  truth  with  blood  was  sealed. 
He  is  heaven's  all-glorious  Lord." 

858  H.  M. 

1  With  songs  of  sacred  joy 

Extol  his  glorious  name 
Who  reared  the  spacious  earth, 

And  raised  our  ruined  frame. 
He  built  the  church  who  spread  the  sky; 
Sing  and  exalt  his  honors  high. 

2  See  the  foundation  laid 

By  power  and  love  divine ; 
Jesus,  his  first-born  Son, 

How  bright  his  glories  shine  ! 
Low  he  descends,  in  dust  he  lies, 
That  from  his  tomb  a  church  might  rise. 

3  But  he  for  ever  lives, 

Nor  for  himself  alone ; 
Each  saint  new  life  derives 

From  him,  the  living  Stone. 
His  influence  spreads  through  every  soul. 
And  in  one  house  unites  the  whole. 

4  To  him  with  joy  we  move ; 

In  him  cemented  stand  ; 
The  living  temple  grows. 

And  owns  the  Founder's  hand. 
That  structure,  Lord  !  still  higher  raise. 
Louder  to  sound  its  Builder's  praise. 


PEAYER-MEETING.  553 

859  H.  M. 

1  0  THOU  that  hearest  prayer ! 

Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessings  from  on  high  ; 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word  ; 
Grant  us  thy  Holy  Spirit,  Lord ! 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  chiklren  when  they  cry, 
If  they,  with  love  sincere. 

Their  varied  w'ants  supply, 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display. 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

8  Our  heavenly  Father,  thou  ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace  ; 
Oh,  let  thy  Spirit  now 

Descend,  and  fill  the  place ; 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame. 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

4  Oh,  send  thy  Spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord  ! 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word. 
Till  heathen  lands  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol-gods  away. 

860  L.M. 

1  Just  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  Avord, 

Great  Kock  of  my  secure  abode ! 
AVho  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord? 
Or  where 's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  'T  is  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 

Gives  me  his  holy  sword  to  wield. 
And  while  with  sin  and  hell  I  fight 
Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 


554  PRAYEPv-MEETING. 

3  He  lives,  and  blessed  be  my  Rock, 
The  God  of  my  salvation  lives  ; 
The  dark  designs  of  liell  are  broke ; 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 

861  L.  M. 

1  Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord, 
Obedient  to  their  sovereign  Lord, 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  grace. 

And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise, 

2  There  will  the  gracious  Saviour  be, 
To  bless  the  little  company ; 
There,  to  unveil  his  smiling  face. 
And  bid  his  glories  fill  the  place. 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  O  Lord ! 
Relying  on  thy  faithful  word  ; 
Now  send  the  Spirit  from  above. 

And  fill  our  hearts  with,  heavenly  love. 

862  L-  M. 

1  When,  gracious  Lord !  when  shall  it  be 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee. 

The  fullness  of  thy  promise  prove. 
The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love  ? 

2  Ah  !  wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt  ? 
Thou  wilt  in  no  wise  cast  me  out, 
A  helpless  soul  that  comes  to  thee 
AVith  only  sin  and  misery. 

3  Lord !  I  am  blind — be  thou  my  sight ; 
Lord !  I  am  weak — be  thou  my  might ; 
A  helper  of  the  helpless  be. 

And  let  me  find  my  all  in  thee. 

863  L-  M. 

1  God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  hear  ? 
Earth's  pleasures  shall  I  still  hold  dear  ? 


PEAYER-MEETIXG.  555 

Shall  life's  swift  passing  years  all  fly, 
And  still  my  soul  in  slumbers  lie  ? 

2  God  calling  yet !  shall  I  not  rise  ? 
Can  I  his  loving  voice  despise 
And  basely  his  kind  care  repay  ? 
He  calls  me  still ;  can  I  delay  ? 

3  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  he  knock, 
And  I  my  heart  the  closer  lock  ? 
He  still  is  waiting  to  receive. 

And  shall  I  dare  his  Spirit  grieve  ? 

4  God  calling  yet !  and  shall  I  give 
No  heed,  but  still  in  bondage  live  ? 
I  wait,  but  he  does  not  forsake ; 

He  calls  me  still ;  my  heart,  awake ! 

5  God  calling  yet !  I  cannot  stay ; 
My  heart  I  yield  without  delay  ; 

Vain  world,  farewell ;  from  thee  I  part ; 
The  voice  of  God  hath  reached  my  heart. 

86J:  c.  M. 

1  Dear  Father !  to  thy  mercy-seat 

My  soul  for  shelter  flies  ; 
'T  is  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat 
When  storms  and  tempests  rise. 

2  My  cheerful  hope  can  never  die 

If  thou,  my  God  !  art  near ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector  and  my  Lord ! 

Thy  constant  aid  impart ; 
Oh,  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

4  Oh,  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  this  divine  retreat ; 


556  PRAYER-MEETING. 

Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love. 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 

865  c-  M. 

1  Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 

To  that  almighty  power 
Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made 
In  my  distressful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 

To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
Come,  ye  who  fear  my  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 

I  sought  his  heavenly  aid ; 
He  saved  my  sinking  soul  from  hell 
And  death's  eternal  shade. 

4  If  sin  lay  covered  in  my  heart 

While  prayer  employed  my  tongue. 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

5  But  God — his  name  be  ever  blessed — 

Has  set  my  spirit  free. 
Nor  turned  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turned  his  heart  from  me. 

866  c.  M. 

1  Grant  me  within  thy  courts  a  place, 

Among  thy  saints  a  seat, 
For  ever  to  behold  thy  face, 
And  worship  at  thy  feet ; 

2  In  thy  pavilion  to  abide 

When  storms  of  trouble  blow, 
And  in  thy  tabernacle  hide. 
Secure  from  every  foe. 


PRAYER-MEETIXG.  557 

3  Then  leave  me  not  when  griefs  assail 

And  earthly  comforts  flee  ; 
When  father,  mother,  kindred,  fail. 
My  God !  remember  me. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  with  courage  wait ; 

My  soul,  disdain  to  fear ; 
The  righteous  Judge  is  at  the  gate, 
And  thy  redemption  near. 

867  L-  M. 

1  He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God 
Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode. 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade. 
And  there  at  night  shall  rest  his  head. 

2  Then  will  I  say,  "  My  God !  thy  power 
Shall  be  my  fortress  and  my  tower ; 

I,  who  am  formed  of  feeble  dust, 
Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trust." 

3  Thrice  happy  man !  thy  Maker's  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  snare ; 
Satan,  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways. 

4  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire, 

God  is  thy  life ;  his  wings  are  spread 
To  shield  thee  with  a  healthful  shade. 

5  If  vapors,  with  malignant  breath, 
Kise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  death, 
Israel  is  safe  ;  the  poisoned  air 
Grows  pure  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 

863  L-  M. 

1  With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
I  '11  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song ; 


558  PRAYER-MEETING. 

Angels  shall  bear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song  and  join  the  praise. 

2  I  '11  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord ! 
I  '11  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word ; 
Not  all  the  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

3  To  God  I  cried  when  troubles  rose, 
He  heard  me  and  subdued  my  foes ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control. 

And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul. 

4  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand. 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

5  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins. 
To  save  from  sorrows  and  from  sins ; 
The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

869  c.  M. 

1  Welcome,  O  Saviour !  to  my  heart ; 

Possess  thine  humble  throne ; 
Bid  every  rival  hence  depart, 
And  claim  me  for  thine  own. 

2  The  world  and  Satan  I  forsake, 

To  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
My  longing  heart,  O  Jesus !  take, 
And  fill  with  love  divine. 

3  Oh,  may  I  never  turn  aside, 

Nor  from  thy  bosom  flee ; 
Let  nothing  here  my  heart  divide  ; 
I  give  it  all  to  thee. 


PRAYER-MEETING.  559 

870  C.  M. 

1  With  my  whole  heart  I  've  sought  thy  face. 

Oh,  let  me  never  stray 
From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace ! 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way. 

2  Thy  word  I  've  hid  within  my  heart 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean, 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  every  rising  sin. 

3  I  'm  a  companion  of  the  saints 

Who  fear  and  love  the  Lord ; 
My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  faints, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 

4  My  God !  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait. 

For  thy  salvation  still. 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight. 
And  I  obey  thy  will. 

871  c.  M. 

1  Salvation  !  oh,  the  joyful  sound  ; 

'T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin. 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine. 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around. 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

872  L.M. 

1  While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light 
Mercy  is  found  and  peace  is  given ; 


660  PKAYER-MEETING. 

But  soon,  ah !  soon,  approaching  night 
Shall  blot  out  every  hope  of  heaven. 

2  While  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day  ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

3  Soon,  borne  on  time's  most  rapid  wing, 

Shall  death  command  you  to  the  grave. 
Before  his  bar  your  spirits  bring. 
And  none  be  found  to  hear  or  save. 

4  In  that  lone  land  of  deep  despair 

No  Sabbath's  heavenly  light  shall  rise, 
No  God  regard  your  bitter  prayer. 
Nor  Saviour  call  you  to  the  skies. 

5  Now  God  invites,  how  blest  the  day ! 

How  sweet  the  gospel's  charming  sound ! 
Come,  sinners,  haste,  oh,  haste  away, 
While  yet  a  pardoning  God  is  found. 

873  L-  M- 

1  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 

And  thousands  walk  together  there. 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveler. 

2  "  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross  " 

Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command ; 
Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 

And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteemed  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

4  Lord !  let  not  all  ray  hopes  be  vain ; 

Create  my  heart  entirely  new, 


prayeii-:meetixg.  561 

Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew. 

874  L.  M. 

1  Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within 

Oft  whispered  to  thy  secret  soul, 
Urged  thee  to  leave  the  ways  of  sin 
And  yield  thy  heart  to  God's  control  ? 

2  Sinner !  it  was  a  heavenly  voice, 

It  was  the  Spirit's  gracious  call ; 
It  bade  thee  make  the  better  choice. 
And  haste  to  seek  in  Christ  thine  all. 

3  Spurn  not  the  call  to  life  and  light ; 

Regard  in  time  the  warning  kind  ; 
That  call  thou  mayst  not  always  slight, 
And  yet  the  gate  of  mercy  find. 

4  God's  Spirit  w411  not  always  strive 

With  hardened,  self-destroying  man ; 
Ye  who  persist  his  love  to  grieve 
May  never  hear  his  voice  again. 

5  Sinner !  perhaps  this  very  day 

Thy  last  accepted  time  may  be ; 
Oh,  shouldst  thou  grieve  him  now  away, 
Then  hope  may  never  beam  on  thee. 

875  6s  &  4s. 

1  To-day  the  Saviour  calls ; 

Ye  wanderers,  come ; 
O  ye  benighted  souls ! 
Why  longer  roam  ? 

2  To-day  the  Saviour  calls ; 

Oh,  hear  him  now  ; 
Within  these  sacred  walls 
To  Jesus  bow. 


662  PRAYER-MEETIXG. 

3  To-day  the  Saviour  calls  ; 

For  refuge  fly ; 
The  storm  of  justice  falls, 
And  death  is  nigh. 

4  The  Spirit  calls  to-day ; 

Yield  to  his  power ; 
Oh,  grieve  him  not  away  ; 
'T  is  mercy's  hour. 
876  6s  &  4s. 

1  No,  not  despairingly 

Come  I  to  thee  ; 
No,  not  distrustingly 

Bend  I  the  knee  ; 
Sin  hath  gone  over  me, 
Yet  is  this  still  my  plea, 

Jesus  hath  died. 

2  Lord  !  I  confess  to  thee 

Sadly  my  sin  ; 
All  I  am  tell  I  thee, 

All  I  have  been  ; 
Purge  thou  my  sin  away, 
Wash  thou  my  soul  this  day ; 

Lord  !  make  me  clean. 

3  Faithful  and  just  art  thou, 

Forgiving  all ; 
Loving  and  kind  art  thou 

When  poor  ones  call ; 
Lord  !  let  the  cleansing  blood. 
Blood  of  the  Lamb  of  God, 

Pass  o'er  my  soul ! 

877  s.  M. 

1  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  seat. 


PEAYER-MEETIXG.  563 

2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 

When  Aarou  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cried,  when  Samuel  prayed, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins. 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race ; 

And  oft  he  made  his  justice  known 

When  they  abused  his  grace. 

4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

AVhose  grace  is  still  the  same ; 
Still  he 's  a  God  of  holiness. 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

878  s.  M. 

1  Now  is  th'  accepted  time. 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace ; 
O  sinners !  come  without  delay. 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late ; 
Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

3  Now  is  th'  accepted  time. 

The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 

And  every  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Lord  !  draw  reluctant  souls. 

And  melt  them  by  thy  love ; 
Then  will  the  angels  speed  their  way 
To  bear  the  news  above. 

879  s.  M. 

1  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  come; 

Let  thy  bright  beams  arise ; 


564  PRAYER-MEETING. 

Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds, 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin  ; 

Then  lead  to  Jesus'  blood, 
And  to  our  wondering  view  reveal 
The  mercies  of  our  God. 

3  Kevive  our  drooping  fiiith, 

Our  doubts  and  fears  remove, 
And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never-dying  love. 

4  'T  is  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart. 

To  sanctify  the  soul, 
To  pour  fresh  life  in  every  part. 
And  new-create  the  whole. 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  come; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free  ; 
Then  shall  we  know  and  praise  and  love 
The  Father,  Son  and  thee. 

880  8s  &  7s. 

1  Saviour  !  visit  thy  plantation ; 

Grant  us,  Lord !  a  gracious  rain  ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation 

Unless  thou  return  again  ; 
Lord !  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance. 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest  for  want  of  thine  assistance 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 

3  Dearest  Saviour !  hasten  hither. 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again; 
Oh,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 
Let  not  all  our  hopes  be  vain. 


PRAYEK-3IEE1 IXG.  565 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power ; 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 

881  ^  &  7s. 

1  Lord  !  with  glowing  heart  I  'd  praise  thee 

For  the  bliss  thy  love  bestows, 
For  the  pardoning  grace  that  saves  me, 
And  the  peace  that  from  it  flows. 

2  Help,  O  God  !  my  weak  endeavor ; 

This  dull  soul  to  rapture  raise ; 
Thou  must  light  the  flame,  or  never 
Can  my  love  be  warmed  to  praise. 

3  Praise,  my  soul,  the  God  that  sought  thee, 

Wretched  wanderer,  far  astray  ; 
Found  thee  lost,  and  kindly  brought  thee 
From  the  paths  of  death  away. 

4  Praise,  with  love's  devoutest  feeling, 

Him  who  saw  thy  guilt-born  fear. 
And,  the  light  of  hope  revealing. 
Bade  the  blood-stained  cross  appear. 

6  Lord !  this  bosom's  ardent  feeling 

Vainly  would  my  lips  express ; 

Low  before  thy  footstool  kneeling. 

Deign  thy  suppliant's  prayer  to  bless. 

6  Let  thy  grace,  my  soul's  chief  treasure, 
Love's  pure  flame  within  me  raise ; 
And,  since  words  can  never  measure, 
Let  my  life  show  forth  thy  praise. 

882  c.M. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain, 


566  PRAYER-MEETING. 

To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain ; 

2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth 

A  stranger's  w^oes  to  feel, 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  w^ound 
He  W'ants  the  powder  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind,  supporting  arms 

To  every  child  of  grief; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

4  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
He  views  through  mercy's  melting  eye 
A  brother  in  a  foe. 

5  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  God 

The  Saviour's  grace  shall  give ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne. 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

883  c.  M. 

1  Almighty  God  !  thy  word  is  cast 

Like  seed  into  the  ground  ; 
Oh,  may  it  grow  in  humble  hearts, 
And  righteous  fruits  abound. 

2  Let  not  the  foe  of  Christ  and  man 

This  holy  seed  remove, 
But  give  it  root  in  praying  souls 
To  bring  forth  fruits  of  love. 

3  Let  not  the  world's  deceitful  cares 

The  rising  plant  destroy, 
But  may  it,  in  converted  minds, 
Produce  the  fruits  of  joy. 

4  Let  not  thy  word,  so  kindly  sent 

To  raise  us  to  thy  throne. 


PRAYER-MEETING.  567 

Return  to  thee,  and  sadly  tell 
That  we  reject  thy  Son. 

5  Great  God !  come  down,  and  on  thy  word 
Thy  mighty  power  bestow, 
That  all  who  hear  the  joyful  sound 
Thy  saving  grace  may  know. 

884  L-  M. 

1  O  God  !  beneath  thy  guiding  hand 

Our  exiled  fathers  crossed  the  sea ; 
And  when  they  trod  the  wintry  strand, 

With  prayer   and    psalm   they  worshiped 
thee. 

2  Thou    heardst,   well    pleased,   the   song,   the 

prayer ; 
Thy  blessing  came,  and  still  its  power 
Shall  onward  through  all  ages  bear 
The  memory  of  that  holy  hour. 

3  Laws,  freedom,  truth  and  faith  in  God 

Came  with  those  exiles  o'er  the  waves ; 
And  where  their  pilgrim  feet  have  trod 
The  God  they  trusted  guards  their  graves. 

4  And  here  thy  name,  O  God  of  love ! 

Their  children's  children  shall  adore, 
Till  these  eternal  hills  remove, 

And  spring  adorns  the  earth  no  more. 

885  L-  M. 

1  Behold,  the  heathen  waits  to  know 
The  joy  the  gospel  will  bestow, 
The  exiled  captive  to  receive 

The  freedom  Jesus  has  to  give. 

2  Come,  let  us,  with  a  grateful  heart. 
In  this  blest  labor  share  a  part ; 

Our  prayers  and  offerings  gladly  bring 
To  aid  the  triumphs  of  our  King. 


568  MORNING. 

3  Our  hearts  exult  in  songs  of  praise 
That  we  have  seen  these  latter  days, 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  be  known 
Where  Satan  long  hath  held  his  throne. 

4  Where'er  his  hand  hath  spread  the  skies, 
Sweet  incense  to  his  name  shall  rise, 
And  slave  and  freeman,  Greek  and  Jew, 
By  sovereign  grace  be  formed  anew. 

886  L-  M. 

1  LoKD  of  the  harvest !  bend  thine  ear. 
For  Zion's  heritage  appear  ; 

Oh,  send  forth  laborers  filled  with  zeal 
Swift  to  obey  their  Master's  will. 

2  Our  lifted  eyes,  O  Lord  !  behold 

The  ripening  harvest  tinged  with  gold ; 
AVide  fields  are  opening  to  our  view  ; 
The  work  is  great,  the  laborers  few. 

3  Under  the  guidance  of  thy  hand 

May  Zion's  sons  to  every  land 
Go  forth,  to  bless  the  dying  race, 
As  heralds  of  redeeming  grace. 

4  Bid  all  their  hearts  with  ardor  glow 
The  Saviour's  dying  love  to  show, 
And  spread  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Far  as  the  race  of  man  is  found. 


MORNING. 

887  ^    L.M. 

1  God  of  the  morning !  at  whose  voice 
The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies, 


»  MORXING.  569 

2  Oh,  like  the  sun,  may  I  fulfill 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day ; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3  Lord !  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes, 

Thy  threateniugs  just,  thy  promise  sure, 

Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsel  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 

888  L-  M. 

1  O  Jesus,  Lord  of  heavenly  grace ! 
Thou  brightness  of  thy  Father's  face, 
Thou  Fountain  of  eternal  light 

Whose  beams  disperse  the  shades  of  night ! 

2  Come,  holy  Sun  of  heavenly  love ! 
Send  down  thy  radiance  from  above ; 
And  to  our  inmost  hearts  convey 
The  Holy  Spirit's  cloudless  ray. 

3  May  faith,  deep-rooted  in  the  soul. 
The  flesh  subdue,  the  mind  control ; 
May  guile  depart  and  discord  cease, 
And  all  within  be  joy  and  peace. 

4  Oh,  hallowed  thus  be  every  day  ; 
Let  meekness  be  our  morning  ray, 
And  faithful  love  our  noonday  light. 
And  hope  our  sunset,  calm  and  bright. 

5  O  Christ !  with  each  returning  morn. 
Thine  image  to  our  hearts  is  borne ; 
Oh,  may  Ave  ever  clearly  see 

Our  Saviour  and  our  God  in  thee. 


570  MORNING. 

I 

889  L.  M. 

1  New  every  morning  is  the  love 
Our  wakening  and  uprising  prove ; 
Thro'  sleep  and  darkness  safely  brought, 
Restored  to  life  and  power  and  thought. 

2  New  mercies  each  returning  day 
Hover  around  us  while  we  pray, 
New  perils  past,  new  sins  forgiven, 

New  thoughts  of  God,  new  hopes  of  heaven. 

3  If,  on  our  daily  course,  our  mind 
Be  set  to  hallow  all  we  find, 

New  treasures  still,  of  countless  price, 
God  will  provide  for  sacrifice. 

4  The  trivial  round,  the  common  task, 
Will  furnish  all  we  need  to  ask. 
Room  to  deny  ourselves,  a  road 

To  bring  us  daily  nearer  God. 

5  Only,  O  Lord  !  in  thy  dear  love. 
Fit  us  for  perfect  rest  above. 
And  help  us  this  and  every  day 
To  live  more  nearly  as  we  pray. 

890  L.  M. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart. 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who,  all  night  long,  unwearied  sing 
High  praise  to  thee,  eternal  King ! 

3  All  praise  to  thee  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  I  slept ; 


MORNING.  571 

Grant,  Lord !  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord  !  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 
Scatter  my  sins  as  morning  dew ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

891  CM. 

1  O^X'E  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  who  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound. 
Wide  as  the  heaven  on  which  he  sits 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'T  is  he  supports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 
My  sins  would  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame. 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun. 
And  yet  he  lengthens  out  my  thread. 
And  yet  my  moments  run. 

5  Great  God  !  let  all  my  hours  be  thine 

^Yhilst  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 

892  C.M. 

1  Lord  of  my  life !  oh,  may  thy  praise 
Employ  my  noblest  powers, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days 
And  fills  the  circling  hours. 


672  MORNING. 

2  Preserved  by  thine  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night 
Secure  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

3  While  many  spent  the  night  in  sighs 

And  restless  pains  and  woes, 
In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
In  undisturbed  repose. 

4  When  sleep,  death's  image,  o'er  me  spread, 

And  I  unconscious  lay, 
Thy  watchful  care  was  round  my  bed 
To  guard  my  feeble  clay. 

5  Oh,  let  the  same  almighty  care 

My  waking  hours  attend  ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare. 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

6  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days, 

And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 

With  gratitude  and  praise. 

893  s.  M. 

1  Serene  I  laid  me  down 

Beneath  God's  guardian  care ; 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 

2  Oh,  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

3  Dear  Saviour !  to  thy  cross 

I  bring  my  sacrifice ; 
Tinged  with  thy  blood,  it  shall  ascend 
With  fragrance  to  the  skies. 


MORNIXG.  573 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord  !  to  thee, 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

89-1  8s. 

1  AYhen,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies, 
The  morning  light  salutes  mine  eyes, 

O  Sun  of  righteousness  divine ! 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine ; 
Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  guilt  away. 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  And  when  to  heav'n's  all-glorious  King 
My  morning  sacrifice  I  bring, 

And,  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame,    . 
Ask  mercy  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
Then,  Jesus !  cleanse  me  with  thy  blood. 
And  be  my  Advocate  with  God. 

3  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done, 
Jesus  !  thy  heav'nly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed, 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  praise. 

895  L.  M. 

1  O  God,  my  gracious  God !  to  thee 
My  morning  prayers  shall  offer'd  be. 

For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  does  pant ; 
My  fainting  flesh  implores  thy  grace, 
As  in  a  dry  and  barren  place. 

Where  I  refreshing  Avaters  want. 

2  Oh,  to  my  longing  eyes,  once  more 
That  view  of  glorious  power  restore 

Which  thy  majestic  house  displays; 


574  MORNING. 

Because  to  me  thy  wondrous  love 
Thau  life  itself  does  dearer  prove, 

My  lips  shall  always  speak  thy  praise. 

3  My  life,  while  I  that  life  enjoy, 
In  blessing  God  I  will  employ. 

With  lifted  hands  adore  his  name ; 
As,  with  its  choicest  food  supplied, 
My  soul  shall  be  full  satisfied, 

While  I  with  joy  his  praise  proclaim. 

4  When  down  I  lie  sweet  sleep  to  find, 
Thou,  Lord !  art  present  to  my  mind. 

And  when  I  wake  in  dead  of  night ; 
Because  thou  still  dost  succor  bring. 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  Aving 

I  rest  with  safety  and  delight. 

896  7s. 

1  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 

Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light. 
Sun  of  righteousness  !  arise. 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
Day-spring  from  on  high  !  be  near, 
Day-star !  in  my  heart  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn. 

Unaccompanied  by  thee ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see. 
Till  they  inward  light  impart. 
Glad  my  eyes  and  warm  my  heart. 

3  Visit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine, 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief; 
Fill  me,  Radiancy  divine ! 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief; 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 


EVENING.  575 

897  ,  7s. 

1  In  the  morning  hear  my  voice, 
Let  me  in  thy  light  rejoice  ; 

God,  my  Sun !  my  strength  renew, 
Send  thy  blessing  down  like  dew. 

2  Through  the  duties  of  the  day 
Grant  me  grace  to  watch  and  pray ; 
Live  as  always  seeing  thee, 
Knowing, thou,  God!  seest  me. 

3  When  the  round  of  care  is  run, 
And  the  stars  succeed  the  sun. 
Songs  of  prayer  with  praise  unite. 
Crown  the  day  and  hail  the  night. 

4  Thus  with  thee,  my  God !  my  Friend ! 
Times  begin,  continue,  end. 

While  life's  joys  and  sorrows  pass, 
Like  the  changes  of  the  grass. 


EVENING. 
898  L.  M. 

1  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear ! 
It  is  not  night  if  thou  be  near; 
Oh,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 
To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes. 

2  When  soft  the  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep. 

Be  my  last  thought,  how  sweet  to  rest 
For  ever  on  my  Saviour's  breast ! 

3  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh. 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 


676  EVENING. 

4  Come  near  to  bless  us  when  we  wake, 
Ere  through  the  world  our  way  we  take, 
Till  in  the  ocean  of  thy  love 
We  lose  ourselves  in  heaven  above. 

899  L.  M. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days ; 
And  every  evening  should  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorials  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep. 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

900  L.  M. 

1  My  God !  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 

Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  evening  new. 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  distill  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtain  of  the  night. 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ! 
Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command, 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days ; 


EVENING.  577 

Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  jDraise. 

901  L.  M. 

1  Great  God  I  to  thee  my  evening  song 

With  humble  gratitude  I  raise : 
Oh,  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 

2  My  days,  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  every  gentle,  rolling  hour, 
Are  monuments  of  wondrous  grace. 
And  witness  to  thy  love  and  power. 

3  And  yet  this  thoughtless,  wretched  heart, 

Too  oft  regardless  of  thy  love, 
Ungrateful  can  from  thee  depart, 
And,  fond  of  trifles,  vainly  rove. 

4  Seal  my  forgiveness  in  the  blood 

Of  Jesus ;  his  dear  name  alone 
I  plead  for  pardon,  gracious  God  ! 
And  kind  acceptance  at  thy  throne. 

5  Let  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close. 

With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame ; 
Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 

And  wake  with  praises  to  thy  name. 

902  L-M. 

1  All  praise  to  thee,  my  God !  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  oh  keep  me.  King  of  kings ! 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord  !  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  done, 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

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578  EVENING. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  ray  bed, 

To  die  that  this  vile  body  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  Oh,  may  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eyelids  close — 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  awake. 

5  When  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

]\[y  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply  ; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest, 
No  power  of  darkness  me  molest. 

6  Oh,  when  shall  I  in  endless  day 
For  ever  chase  dark  sleep  away, 
And  praise  with  the  angelic  choir 
Incessant  sing,  and  never  tire  ? 

903  s.  M. 

1  The  day,  O  Lord  !  is  spent  ; 

Abide  with  us,  and  rest ; 
Our  hearts'  desires  are  fully  bent 
On  making  thee  our  guest. 

2  We  have  not  reached  that  land, 

That  happy  land,  as  yet, 
Where  holy  angels  round  thee  stand 
Whose  sun  can  never  set. 

3  Our  sun  is  sinking  now  ; 

Our  day  is  almost  o'er ; 
O  Sun  of  righteousness !  do  thou 
Shine  on  us  evermore. 

904  L.  M. 

1  At  even,  ere  the  sun  was  set. 

The  sick,  O  Lord!  around  thee  lay; 


E  VEXING.  579 

Oh,  in  what  divers  pains  they  met ! 
Oh,  with  what  joy  they  went  away! 

2  Once  more  't  is  eventide,  and  we, 

Oppressed  with  various  ills,  draw  near ; 
What  if  thy  form  we  cannot  see  ? 

"We  know  and  feel  that  thou  art  here. 

3  O  Saviour  Christ !  our  woes  dispel, 

For  some  are  sick  and  some  are  sad, 
And  some  have  never  loved  thee  well, 
And  some  have  lost  the  love  they  had  ; 

4  And  some  have  found  the  world  is  vain, 

Yet  from  the  world  they  break  not  free, 
And  some  have  friends  who  give  them  pain, 
Yet  have  not  sought  a  friend  in  thee. 

5  O  Saviour  Christ !  thou  too  art  Man  ; 

Thou  hast  been  troubled,  tempted,  tried  ; 
Thy  kind  but  searching  glance  can  scan 
The  very  wounds  that  shame  would  hide. 

6  Thy  touch  has  still  its  ancient  power ; 

No  word  from  thee  can  fruitless  fall ; 
Hear  in  this  solemn  evening  hour, 
And  in  thy  mercy  heal  us  all. 

905  c.  jr. 

1  Indulgent  Father !  by  whose  care 

I  've  passed  another  day, 
Let  me  this  night  thy  mercy  share ; 
Oh,  teach  me  how  to  pray. 

2  Let  each  returning  night  declare 

The  tokens  of  thy  love. 
And  every  hour  thy  grace  prepare 
My  soul  for  joys  above. 

3  And  when  on  earth  I  close  mine  eyes, 

To  sleep  in  death's  embrace, 


680  EVENING. 

Let  me  to  heaven  and  glory  rise, 
To  see  thy  smiling  face. 

906  L-M.     6  lines. 

1  Sweet  Saviour !  bless  us  ere  we  go  ; 

Thy  word  into  our  minds  instill, 
And  make  our  lukewarm  hearts  to  glow 

With  lowly  love  and  fervent  will ; 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus !  be  our  Light. 

2  The  day  is  gone,  its  hours  have  run. 

And  thou  hast  taken  count  of  all — 
The  scanty  triumphs  grace  hath  won. 

The  broken  vow,  the  frequent  fall ; 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus !  be  our  Light. 

3  Grant  us,  dear  Lord  !  from  evil  ways 

True  absolution  and  release, 
And  bless  us  more  than  in  past  days 

With  purity  and  inward  peace; 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus !  be  our  Light. 

4  Do  more  than  pardon,  give  us  joy, 

Sweet  fear  and  sober  liberty, 
And  simple  hearts  without  alloy 

That  only  long  to  be  like  thee ; 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus  I  be  our  Light. 

5  Labor  is  sweet,  for  thou  hast  toiled. 

And  care  is  light,  for  thou  hast  cared  ; 
Ah  !  never  let  our  works  be  soiled 

With  strife, or  by  deceit  ensnared  ; 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 
O  gentle  Jesus!  be  our  Light. 


EYEXI>s'G.  681 

6  For  all  we  love,  the  poor,  tlie  sad, 

The  sinful,  unto  thee  we  call ; 
Oh,  let  thy  mercy  make  us  glad ; 

Thou  art  our  Jesus  and  our  All ; 
Thro'  life's  long  day  and  death's  dark  night, 

0  gentle  Jesus !  be  our  Light. 

907  c.  M. 

1  Dread  Sovereign !  let  my  evening  song 

Like  holy  incense  rise  ; 
Assist  the  offerings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  was  still  my  guard. 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepared. 

3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around  ; 
But  oh  how  few  returns  of  love 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  I  done-  for  him  who  died 

To  save  my  wretched  soul  ? 
How  are  my  follies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  roll ! 

5  Lord !  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  renewed  by  thee. 

908  c.  M. 

1  Lord  !  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 
I  am  for  ever  thine ; 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 


582  EVENING. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head 

From  cares  and  business  free, 

'T  is  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 

AVith  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God  !  my  faith,  my  hope,  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  composed  to  peace, 

I  '11  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days. 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

909  C.  M. 

1  Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 

Let  flames  of  love  arise  ; 
Assist  us,  Lord !  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied 

Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 
Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  fleet,  more  free,  than  they. 

3  New  time,  new  favors  and  new  joys 

Do  a  new  song  require ; 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  w^e  would. 
Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 

4  Lord  of  our  time !  whose  hand  hath  set 

New  time  upon  our  score. 
Thee  may  we  praise  for  all  our  time. 
When  time  shall  be  no  more. 

910  c-  M. 

1  Hail,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day  ! 
Begone,  disturbing  care, 
And  look,  my  soul,  from  earth,  away 
To  him  who  heareth  prayer. 


EVENING.  583 

2  How  sweet  the  tear  of  peniteuce 

Before  his  throne  of  grace ! 
While  to  the  contrite  spirit's  sense 
He  shows  his  smiling  face. 

3  How  sweet,  through  long-remembered  years, 

His  mercies  to  recall, 
And,  pressed  with  wants  and  griefs  and  fears, 
To  trust  his  love  for  all. 

4  How  sweet  to  look  in  thoughtful  hope 

Beyond  this  fading  sky, 
And  hear  him  call  his  children  up 
To  his  fair  home  on  high  ! 

5  Calmly  the  day  forsakes  our  heaven 

To  dawn  beyond  the  west ; 
So  let  my  soul  in  life's  last  even 
Retire  to  glorious  rest. 

911  C.  M. 

1  O  LoRi>!  another  day  is  flown, 

And  w^e,  a  lonely  band. 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  bend  a  listening  ear 

To  praises  lo^v  as  ours  ? 
Thou  wilt;  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And,  Jesus !  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign 

As  we  before  thee  pray ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  less  than  they. 

912  c.  M. 

1  I  LOVE  to  steal  a  while  away 
From  every  cumbering  care, 


584  EVENING. 

And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love,  in  solitude,  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour. 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

913  s.  M. 

1  The  day  is  past  and  gone, 

The  evening  shades  appear ; 
Oh,  may  I  ever  keep  in  mind 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  I  lay  my  garments  by. 

Upon  my  bed  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  remove  me  hence, 
And  leave  my  soul  undressed. 

3  Lord !  keep  me  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  my  fears  ; 
May  angels  guard  me  while  I  sleep 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  when  my  days  are  past. 

And  I  from  time  remove, 


EVENING.  585 

Lord !  may  I  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

914  S.M. 

1  To-morrow,  Lord  !  is  thiue. 

Lodged  in  thy  sov'reign  hand ; 
And  if  its  sun  arise  and  shine. 
It  shines  by  thy  command. 

2  The  present  moment  flies, 

And  bears  our  life  away ; 
Oh,  make  thy  servants  truly  wise, 
That  they  may  live  to-day. 

3  One  thing  demands  our  care ; 

Oh,  be  it  still  pursued. 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

4  To  Jesus  may  we  fly 

Swift  as  the  morning  light. 
Lest  life's  young  golden  beam  should  die 
In  sudden,  endless  night. 

915  PM. 

1  Fading,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining. 
Father  in  heaven  !  the  day  is  declining. 
Safety  and  innocence  fly  with  the  light, 
Temptation  and  danger  walk  forth  with  the 

night ; 
From  the  fall  of  the  shade  till  the  morning- 
bells  chime 
Shield  me  from  danger,  save  me  from  crime. 
Father,  have  mercy.  Father,  have  mercy, 
Father,  have  mercy,  through  Jesus  Christ  our 
Lord. 

2  Father  in  heaven !  oh,  hear  whcu  we  call — 
Hear  for  Christ's  sake,  who  is  Saviour  of  all ; 


586  EVENING. 

Feeble  and  faiotiDg,  we  trust  in  thy  might, 
In  doubting   and    darkness  thy  love  be  our 

light ; 
Let  us  sleep  on  thy  breast  while  the  night 

taper  burns, 
AVake  in  thy  arms  when  morning  returns. 
Father,  have  mercy.  Father,  have  mercy. 
Father,  have  mercy,  through  Jesus  Christ  our 

Lord. 

916  8s  &  6s. 

1  Lord  of  my  life !  whose  tender  care 

Hath  led  me  on  till  now. 
Here  lowly  at  the  hour  of  prayer 

Before  thy  throne  I  bow ; 
I  bless  thy  gracious  hand,  and  pray 
Forgiveness  for  another  day. 

2  Oh,  may  I  daily,  hourly,  strive 

In  heavenly  grace  to  grow ; 
To  thee  and  to  thy  glory  live. 

Dead  to  all  else  below  ; 
Tread  in  the  path  my  Saviour  trod, 
Though  thorny,  yet  the  path  to  God. 

3  With  prayer  my  humble  praise  I  bring 

For  mercies  day  by  day ; 
Lord  !  teach  my  heart  thy  love  to  sing, 

Lord  !  teach  me  how  to  pray  ; 
All  that  I  have,  I  am,  to  thee 
I  offer,  through  eternity. 

917  8s  &  7s. 

1  Lo !  the  day  of  rest  declineth. 

Gather  fast  the  shades  of  night ; 
JMay  the  Sun  which  ever  shinoth 
Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light. 


EVENING.  587 

2  While,  thine  ear  of  love  addressing, 
Thus  our  pcartiug  hymn  \Ye  sing, 
Father !  grant  thine  evening  blessing, 
Fold  us  safe  beneath  thy  wing. 

918  7s. 

1  Softly  now  the  light  of  day 

Fades  upon  my  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free. 

Lord !  I  would  commune  with  thee ; 

2  Thou  whose  all  pervading  eye 

Naught  escapes  without,  within, 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 
Open  fault  and  secret  sin. 

3  Thou  who,  sinless,  yet  hast  known 

All  of  man's  infirmity ! 
Then  from  thine  eternal  throne, 
Jesus !  look  with  pitying  eye. 

4  Soon  for  me  the  light  of  day 

Shall  for  ever  pass  away ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 

Take  me.  Lord !  to  dwell  with  thee. 

919  7s. 

1  Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day. 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth  as  daylight  fades ; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad  ; 
'T  is  the  holy  peace  of  God — 


588  EVENING. 

Symbol  of  the  peace  withiu 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

4  Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near 
Where  the  evening  worshiper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 

5  Saviour !  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

920  88. 

1  Inspirer  and  Hearer  of  prayer. 

Thou  Shepherd  and  Guardian  of  thine ! 
My  all  to  thy  covenant  care 

I  sleeping  and  waking  resign : 
If  thou  art  my  shield  and  my  sun, 

The  night  is  no  darkness  to  me ; 
And  fast  as  my  moments  roll  on. 

They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 

2  Thy  ministering  spirits  descend 

To  watch  while  thy  saints  are  asleep ; 
By  day  and  by  night  they  attend, 

The  heirs  of  salvation  to  keep ; 
Bright  seraphs,  despatched  from  the  throne, 

Repair  to  their  stations  assigned ; 
And  angels  elect  are  sent  down 

To  guard  the  redeemed  of  mankind. 

3  Thy  worship  no  interval  knows ; 

Their  fervor  is  still  on  the  wing; 
And  while  they  protect  my  repose 

They  chant  to  the  praise  of  my  King. 
I,  too,  at  the  season  ordained, 

Their  chorus  for  ever  shall  join, 
And  love  and  adore  without  end 

Their  faithful  Creator,  and  mine. 


EVENING.  589 

921  73. 

1  Now  from  labor  and  from  care 

Evening  shades  have  set  me  free ; 
In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 

Lord  !  I  would  converse  with  thee ; 
Oh,  behold  me  from  above. 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love. 

2  Sin  and  sorrow,  guilt  and  woe, 

Wither  all  my  earthly  joys  ; 
Naught  can  charm  me  here  below 

But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice ; 
Lord  !  forgive ;  thy  grace  restore ; 
Make  me  thine  for  evermore. 

8  For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 
For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 

For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray. 

For  the  Spirit's  quickening  power, 

Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise ; 

Oh,  accej)t  my  song  of  praise. 

922  7s  &  6s. 

1  This  night,  O  Lord  !  we  bless  thee 

For  thy  protecting  care. 
And  ere  we  rest  address  thee 

In  lowly,  fervent  prayer : 
From  evil  and  temptation 

Defend  us  through  the  night, 
And  round  our  habitation 

Be  thou  a  wall  of  light. 

2  On  thee  our  whole  reliance 

From  day  to  day  we  cast, 
To  thee,  with  firm  affiance. 

Would  cleave  from  first  to  last ; 
To  thee,  through  Jesus'  merit. 

For  needful  grace  we  come, 


590  EVENING. 

And  trust  tliat  thy  good  Spirit 
AVill  guide  us  safely  liome. 

3  What  may  be  on  the  morrow 

Our  foresight  cannot  see  ; 
•    But  be  it  joy  or  sorrow, 

We  know  it  comes  from  thee ; 
And  nothing  can  take  from  us, 

Where'er  our  steps  may  move, 
The  staff  of  thy  sure  jjromise. 
The  shiekl  of  thy  true  love. 

923  lOs. 

1  Abide  with  me !     Fast  falls  the  eventide  ; 
The  darkness  deepens ;  Lord !  with  me  abide ; 
When  other  helpers  fail  and  comforts  flee. 
Help  of  the  helpless !  oh  abide  with  me  ! 

2  Swift  to  its  close  ebbs  out  life's  little  day ; 
Earth's  joys  grow  dim  ;  its  glories  pass  away; 
Change  and  decay  in  all  around  I  see ; 

O  thou  who  changest  not !  abide  with  me. 

3  Not  a  brief  glance  I  beg,  a  passing  word ; 
But  as  thou  dwell'st  with  thy  disciples.  Lord ! 
Familiar,  condescending,  patient,  free, 
Come,  not  to  sojourn,  but  abide,  with  me. 

4  Come  not  in  terrors,  as  the  King  of  kings, 
But  kind  and  good,  with  healing  in  thy  wings; 
Tears  for  all  woes,  a  heart  for  every  plea ; 
Come,  Friend  of  sinners !  thus  abide  wdth  me. 

•5  Thou  on  my  head  in  early  youth  didst  smile ; 
And  though  rebellious   and   perverse   mean- 

wdiile. 
Thou  hast  not  left  me,  oft  as  I  left  thee : 
On  to  the  close,  O  Lord !  abide  with  me. 


EVENING.  591 

6  I  need  thy  presence  every  passing  hour ; 
AVhat  but  thy  grace  can   foil  the  tempter's 

power  ? 
Who  like  thyself  ray  guide  and  stay  can  be  ? 
Through  cloud  and  sunshine,  oh  abide  with 

me! 

7  I  fear  no  foe,  with  thee  at  hand  to  bless  ; 
Ills  have  no  weight,  and  tears  no  bitterness 
Where   is   death's  sting?   where,  grave,  thy 

victory  ? 
I  triumph  still,  if  thou  abide  with  me. 

8  Hold  thou  thy  cross  before  my  closing  eyes. 
Shine  through  the  gloom  and  point  me  to  the 

skies ; 
Heaven's   morning  breaks   and  earth's  vain 

shadows  flee ; 
In  life,  in  death,  O  Lord !  abide  with  me. 

924  8s  &  43. 

1  God,  who  madest  earth  and  heaven, 

Darkness  and  light, 
Who  the  day  for  toil  hast  given, 

For  rest  the  night, 
May  thine  angel-guards  defend  us, 
Slumber  sweet  thy  mercy  send  us. 
Holy  dreams  and  hopes  attend  us. 

This  livelong  night. 

2  Guard  us  waking,  guard  us  sleeping. 

And  when  we  die. 
May  we  in  thy  mighty  keeping 

All  peaceful  lie ; 
AVhen  the  last  dread  call  shall  wake  us, 
Do  not  thou,  our  God,  forsake  us. 
But  to  reign  in  glory  take  us, 

With  thee  on  high. 


592  EVENING. 

925  7s. 

1  Day  by  day  the  manna  fell ; 
Oh,  to  learn  this  lesson  well ! 
Still  by  constant  mercy  fed, 
Give  us.  Lord  !  our  daily  bread. 

2  "  Day  by  day  "  the  promise  reads, 
Daily  strength  for  daily  needs  ; 
Cast  foreboding  fears  away. 
Take  the  manna  of  to-day. 

8  Lord !  our  times  are  in  thy  hand ; 
All  our  sanguine  hopes  have  plaun'd 
To  thy  wisdom  we  resign. 
And  would  mould  our  wills  to  thine. 

4  Thou  our  daily  task  shalt  give  ; 
Day  by  day  to  thee  we  live ; 
So  shall  added  years  fulfill 
Not  our  own,  our  Father's  will. 

926  7s,  (j:i  &  8s. 

1  The  day  is  past  and  over ; 

All  thanks,  O  Lord  !  to  thee  ; 
We  pray  thee  now  that  sinless 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be ; 
O  Jesus !  keep  us  in  thy  sight, 
And  save  us  through  the  coming  night. 

2  The  joys  of  day  are  over ; 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee ; 
And  ask  thee  that  offenceless 

The  hours  of  dark  may  be ; 
O  Jesus !  make  their  darkness  light. 
And  save  us  through  the  coming  night. 

3  The  toils  of  day  are  over  ; 

We  raise  our  hymn  to  thee ; 
And  ask  that  free  from  peril 
The  hours  of  dark  may  be ; 


EVENING.  593 

O  Jesus !  keep  us  in  thy  sight, 

And  guard  us  through  the  coming  night. 

4  Be  thou  our  souls'  preserver, 

O  God !  for  thou  dost  know 
How  many  are  the  perils 

Through  which  we  have  to  go ; 
O  loving  Jesus !  hear  our  call, 
And  guard  and  save  us  from  them  all. 

927  P-  M. 

1  Through  the  day  thy  love  has  spared  us ; 

Now  we  lay  us  down  to  rest. 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 
Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest ; 

Jesus !  thou  our  Guardian  be  ; 

Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  thee. 

2  Pilgrims  here  on  earth,  and  strangers, 

Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes. 

Us  and  oars  preserve  from  dangers ; 

In  thine  arms  may  we  repose. 

And  when  life's  short  day  is  past 
Rest  with  thee  in  heaven  at  last. 

928  8s  &  7s. 

1  Saviour  !  breathe  an  evenino-  blessing 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  w^e  come  confessing ; 

Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us. 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly. 
Angel-guards  from  thee  surround  us ; 
We  are  safe  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee ; 

3S 


594  EVENI2sG. 

Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watcheth  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 
And  our  couch  become  our  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us, 
Clad  in  bright  and  deathless  bloom. 

929  lis  &  5s. 

1  Now  God  be  with  us,  for  the  night  is  closing, 
The  light  and  darkne.<s  are  of  his  disposing; 
And  'neath  his  shadow  here  to  rest  we  yield 

us, 

For  he  will  shield  us. 

2  Let  evil  thoughts  and  spirits  flee  before  us ; 
Till  morning  cometh,  watch,  O  Father!  o'er  us; 
In  soul  and  body  thou  from  harm  defend  us, 

Thine  angels  send  us. 

3  Let  pious  thoughts  be  ours  when  sleep  o'er- 

takes  us ; 

Our  earliest  thoughts  be  thine  when    morn- 
ing wakes  us ; 

All  sick  and  mourners  we  to  thee  commend 
them, 

Do  thou  befriend  them. 

4  We  have  no  refuge,  none  on  earth  to  aid  us. 
But  thee,  O  Father !  who  thine  own  hast  made 

us ; 
Keep  us  in  life  ;  forgive  our  sins ;  deliver 
Us  now  and  ever. 

5  Praise  be  to  thee  through  Jesus  our  salvation, 
God,  three  in  one,  the  Ruler  of  creation, 
High  throned,  o'er   all   thine   eye  of  mercy 

casting, 

Lord  everlasting ! 


EVENING.  505 

930  lOs  &  4s. 

1  Lead,    kiudly   Light!    amid    the   cDcircling 

gloom, 

Lead  thou  me  on  ; 
The  night  is  dark,  and  I  am  far  from  home ; 

Lead  thou  me  od  ; 
Keep  thou  my  feet ;  I  do  not  ask  to  see 
The  distant  scene  ;  one  step  enough  for  me. 

2  I  was  not  ever  thus,  nor  prayed  tliat  thou 

Shoukl.st  lead  me  on  ; 
I  loved  to  choose  and  see  my  2:)ath  ;  but  now 

Lead  thou  me  on  ; 
I  loved  the  garish  day,  and,  spite  of  fears, 
Pride  ruled  my  will.     Remember  not   past 
years. 

3  So  long  thy  power  hast  blest  me,  sure  it  still 

Will  lead  me  on 
O'er  moor  and  fen,  o'er  crag  and  torrent,  till 

The  night  is  gone. 
And  with  the  morn  those  angel  faces  smile 
Which  I  have  loved  long  since,  and  lost  a 
while ! 

931  8s  &  6s. 

1  The  shadows  of  the  ev'ning  hours 

Fall  from  the  dark'uing  sky, 
Upon  the  fragrance  of  the  fiow'rs 

The  dews  of  ev'ning  lie  ; 
Before  thy  throne,  O  Lord  of  heav'n  ! 

We  kneel  at  close  of  day ; 
Look  on  thy  children  from  on  high, 

And  hear  us  While  we  pray. 

2  The  sorrows  of  thy  servants,  Lord ! 

Oh  do  not  thou  despise. 
But  let  the  incense  of  our  prayers 
Before  thy  mercy  rise  ; 


590  EVENING. 

The  brightness  of  the  coming  night 

Upon  the  (hiikncss  rolls  ; 
With  hopes  of  future  glory  chase 

The  shadows  from  our  souls. 

3  Slowly  the  rays  of  daylight  fade ; 

So  fade  within  the  heart 
The  hopes  in  earthly  love  and  joy 

Tliat  one  by  one  depart ; 
Slowly  the  bright  stars,  one  by  one, 

Within  the  heavens  shine  ; 
Give  us,  O  Lord !  fresh  hopes  in  heaven, 

And  trust  in  things  divine. 

4  Let  peace,  O  Lord !  thy  peace,  O  God ! 

Upon  our  souls  descend, 
From  midnight  fears  and  perils  thou 

Our  treml)ling  hearts  defend; 
Give  us  a  respite  from  our  toil. 

Calm  and  subdue  our  woes  ; 
Through  the  long  day  we  suffer.  Lord! 

Oh,  give  us  now  repose! 

032  ('.  M. 

1  O  Faith  !  thou  workest  miracles 

Upon  the  hearts  of  men, 
Choosing  thy  home  in  those  same  heart-, 
We  know  not  how  or  when. 

2  O  Gift  of  gifts !  O  Grace  of  faith ! 

IMy  God !  how  can  it  be 
That  thou,  who  hast  discerning  love, 
Shouldst  give  that  gift  to  me  ? 

3  There  was  a  place,  there  was  a  time, 

Whether  by  night  or  day, 
Thy  Spirit  came  and  left  that  gift, 
And  went  upon  his  way. 


EVENING.  597 

4  How  many  hearts  thou  miglit.st  have  had 

More  innocent  than  mine  ! 
How  many  souls  more  worthy  far 
Of  that  sweet  touch  of  thine ! 

5  Ah,  Grace!  into  unlikeliest  hearts 

It  is  thy  boast  to  come, 

The  glory  of  thy  light  to  find 

In  darkest  spots  a  home. 

6  How  will  they  die,  how  will  they  die, 

■  How  bear  the  cross  of  grief, 
Who  have  not  yet  the  light  of  faith, 
The  courage  of  belief? 

7  The  crowd  of  cares,  the  weightiest  cross, 

Seem  trifles  less  than  light. 
Earth  looks  so  little  and  so  low, 
When  faith  shiuLS  lull  and  bright. 

8  Oh,  happy,  hap})y  that  I  am  ! 

It'  thou  canst  be,  O  Faith  ! 
The  treasure  that  thou  art  in  life. 
What  wilt  thou  be  in  <l(nth  ? 

933  c.  M. 

1  There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord !  too  light 

To  bring  in  prayer  to  thee ; 
There  is  no  anxious  care  too  slight 
To  wake  thy  sympatliy. 

2  Thou  who  hast  trod  the  thorny  road 

Wilt  share  each  small  distress ; 
The  love  which  bore  the  greater  load 
Will  not  refuse  the  less. 

3  There  is  no  secret  sigh  we  breathe 

But  meets  thine  ear  divine ; 
And  every  cross  grows  light  beneath 
The  shadow,  Jjord  !   of  thine. 


598  EVENING. 

4  Life's  ills  \vithout,  sin's  strife  uitliin, 
The  heart  would  overfluw 
But  for  that  love  "whieh  died  for  sin, 
That  love  whieh  wejit  ^vitll  woe. 

934  8s  &  7s. 

1  Yks,  for  nie,  for  me  he  careth 

With  a  brother's  tender  care ; 
Yes,  with  me,  with  me  he  shareth 
Every  burden,  every  fear. 

2  Yeti,  for  me  he  standeth  i)Kading 

At  the  merey-seat  above, 
Ever  for  me  interceding, 
Constant  in  untiring  love. 

3  Yes,  in  me  abroad  he  sheddeth 

Joys  unearthly,  love  and  light; 
Aud  to  cover  me  he  spreadeth 
His  paternal  wing  of  might. 

4  Yes,  in  me,  in  me  he  dwellcth, 

I  in  him,  and  he  in  me ; 
And  my  empty  soul  he  filleth 
Here  and  through  eternity. 

5  Thus  I  wait  for  his  returning, 

Singing  all  the  way  to  heaven ; 
Such  the  joyful  song  of  morning, 
Such  the  tranquil  song  of  even. 

935  8s  &  7s. 

1  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour ! 

For  the  day  is  passing  by ; 
See !  the  shades  of  evening  gather, 
And  the  night  is  ndrawing  igh. 

2  Deeper,  deeper  grow  the  shadows. 

Paler  now  the  glowing  west, 


EVENING.  509 

Swift  the  ui.i,^ht  of  death  advauces; 
Shall  it  be  the  night  of  rest? 

3  Lonely  seems  the  vale  of  shadow ; 

Sinks  my  heart  with  troubled  fear ; 
Give  me  faith  for  clearer  vision, 

Speak  thou,  Lord  !  in  words  of  cheer. 

4  Let  me  hear  thy  voice  behind  me, 

Calming  all  these  wild  alarms ; 
Let  me,  underneath  my  weakness, 
Feel  the  everhisting  arms. 

5  Feeble,  trembling,  fainting,  dying, 

Lord  !  I  cast  myself  on  thee  ; 
Tarry  with  me  througii  the  darkness; 
While  I  sleep  still  watdi  l»y  me. 

0  Tarry  with  me,  O  my  Saviour! 

Lay  my  head  upon  thy  breast 
Till  the  morning;  then  awake  me — 
Morning  of  eternal  rest. 
93G  7s  &  6a. 

1  TiMi:  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
Youth  an<l  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

HlooFuing  be^iuty  lose  it.s  charms; 
All  that 's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day, 

A  journey  to  the  tomb ; 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty,  soon,  above, 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  iu  Jesus'  love. 


(jOO  EVENING. 

937  ' « &  63. 

1  God  is  my  strong  siilvution  ; 

What  foe  have  I  to  fear  ? 
Ill  darkness  and  temptation, 

My  Light,  my  Help,  is  near ; 
Though  hosts  encamp  around  me, 

Firm  to  the  fight  I  stand  ; 
What  terror  can  confound  me 

With  God  at  my  right  hand  ? 

2  Place  on  the  Lord  reliance  ; 

My  soul,  with  courage  wait ; 
His  truth  be  thine  affiance 

When  faint  and  desolate; 
His  might  thy  heart  shall  strengthen, 

His  love  thy  joy  increase; 
Mercy  thy  days  shall  lengthen  ; 

The  Lord  will  give  thee  peace. 


938 


1  There  is  a  blessed  home 

Beyond  this  land  of  woe 
Where  trials  never  come, 

Nor  tears  of  sorrow  flow. 
Where  faith  is  lost  in  sight. 

And  ])atient  hope  is  crowned. 
And  everlasting  light 

Its  glory  throws  around. 

2  There  is  a  laud  of  peace  ; 

Good  angels  know  it  well ; 
Glad  songs  that  never  cease 

Within  its  portals  swell ; 
Around  its  glorious  throne 

Ten  thousands  saints  adore 
Christ,  with  the  Father  one, 

And  Spirit,  evermore. 


p:vp:xixg.  601 

3  Oil,  joy  all  joys  l)eyoii'l, 

To  see  the  Lamb  who  died, 
And  count  each  sacred  ^vound 

In  hands  and  feet  and  side  ; 
To  give  to  him  the  praise 

Of  every  triumph  won, 
And  sing  through  endless  days 

The  great  things  he  hath  done. 

4  Look  up,  ye  saints  of  God, 

Nor  fear  to  tread  below 
The  path  your  Saviour  trod 

Of  daily  toil  and  woe ; 
AVait  but  a  little  while 

In  uncomplaining  love ; 
His  own  most  gracious  smile 

Shall  welcome  vou  above. 

939  '  lis  &  8s. 

1  O  THOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  de- 

light, 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call, 
My  comfort  by  day  and  my  song  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ! 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with  thy 

sheep 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love? 
Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  Oh,  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

Or  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they 
see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  The  joy  of  thy  presence,  dear  Shepherd !  re- 

store ; 
I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face ; 


602  EVENING. 

An  alien  no  longer,  I  '11  wander  no  more, 
But  dwell  in  my  Saviour's  embrace. 

940  8s  &  7s. 

1  There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth, 

No  name  so  sweet  in  heaven, 
The  name  before  his  wondrous  birth 
To  Christ  the  Saviour  given. 

We  love  to  sing  around  our  King, 

And  hail  him  blessed  Jesus ; 
For  there  's  no  word  ear  ever  heard 
So  dear,  so  sweet,  as  Jesus. 

2  And  when  he  hung  upon  the  tree. 

They  w^rote  this  name  above  him, 
That  all  might  see  the  reason  we 
For  evermore  must  love  him. 

3  So  now,  upon  his  Father's  throne, 

Almighty  to  release  us 
From  sin  and  pains,  he  ever  reigns. 
The  Prince  and  Saviour  Jesus. 

4  O  Jesus !  by  that  matchless  name 

Thy  grace  shall  fail  us  never  ; 
To-day  as  yesterday  the  same. 
Thou  art  the  same  for  ever. 

941  8s  &  7s. 
1  Saviour  !  like  a  shepherd  lead  us. 

Much  we  need  thy  teud'rest  care; 
In  thy  pleasant  pastures  feed  us. 

For  our  use  thy  folds  prepare. 
Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus  ! 

Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are, 
Blessed  Jesus,  blessed  Jesus ! 

Thou  hast  bought  us,  thine  we  are. 


EVENING.  603 

2  AVe  are  thine,  do  thou  befriend  us, 

Be  the  Guardian  of  our  way ; 
Keep  thy  flock,  from  sin  defend  us, 
Seek  us  when  we  go  astray. 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
Hear,  oh  hear  us,  when  we  pray. 

3  Thou  hast  promised  to  receive  us. 

Poor  and  sinful  though  we  be ; 
Thou  hast  mercy  to  relieve  us, 

Grace  to  cleanse  and  power  to  free. 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
We  will  early  turn  to  thee. 

4  Early  let  us  seek  thy  favor. 

Early  let  us  do  thy  will ; 
Blessed  Lord  and  only  Saviour ! 
With  thy  love  our  bosoms  fill. 

Blessed  Jesus ! 
Thou  hast  loved  us,  love  us  still. 

942  7s. 

1  Who,  O  Lord !  when  life  is  o'er. 
Shall  to  heaven's  blest  mansions  soar  ? 
Who,  an  ever-welcome  guest. 

In  thy  holy  place  shall  rest  ? 

2  He  whose  heart  thy  love  has  warmed. 
He  whose  will,  to  thine  conformed, 
Bids  his  life  unsullied  run. 

He  whose  words  and  thoughts  are  one ; 

3  He  who  trusts  in  Christ  alone, 
Not  in  aught  himself  hath  done, 
He,  great  God !  shall  be  thy  care, 
And  thy  choicest  blessings  share. 


604  CHILDREN. 


CHILDREN. 
943  7s  &  6s. 

1  Come,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

While  hearts  and  accents  blend  ; 
Come,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus, 

The  sinner's  only  Friend  ; 
His  holy  soul  rejoices, 

Amid  the  choirs  above, 
To  hear  our  youthful  voices 

Exulting  in  his  love. 

2  We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Who  wept  our  path  along ; 
We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

The  tenii)ted  and  the  strong  ; 
None  who  besought  his  healing 

He  passed  unheeded  by. 
And  still  retains  his  feeling 

For  us  above  the  sky. 

3  We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Who  died  our  souls  to  save; 
We  love  to  sing  of  Jesus, 

Triumphant  o'er  the  grave; 
And  in  our  hour  of  danger 

AVe  '11  trust  his  love  alone 
Who  once  slept  in  a  manger, 

And  now  sits  on  the  throne. 

4  Then  let  us  sing  of  Jesus 

While  yet  on  earth  we  stay, 
And  hope  to  sing  of  Jesus 

Throughout  eternal  day ; 
For  those  who  here  confess  him 

He  will  in  heaven  confess. 
And  faithful  hearts  that  bless  him 

He  will  for  ever  bless. 


CHILDREN.  605 

1  Shall  we  gather  at  the  river, 

AVhere  bright  angel-feet  have  trod, 
AYith  its  crystal  tide  for  ever 
Flowing  by  the  throne  of  God  ? 
Yes,  we'll  gather  at  the  river, 
The  beautiful,  the  beautiful  river- 
Gather  with  the  saints  at  the  rive 
That  flows  by  the  throne  of  Go 

2  On  the  margin  of  the  river, 

Washing  up  its  silver  spray. 
We  will  walk  and  worship  ever 
All  the  happy  golden  day. 

3  On  the  bosom  of  the  river. 

Where  the  Saviour-King  we  own, 
We  shall  meet,  and  sorrow  never 
'Neath  the  glory  of  the  throne. 

4  Ere  we  reach  the  shining  river 

Lay  we  every  burden  dow^n  ; 
Grace  our  spirits  will  deliver, 
And  provide  a  robe  and  crown. 

5  At  the  smiling  of  the  river, 

Rippling  with  the  Saviour's  face. 

Saints  w^hom  death  will  never  sever 

lift  their  songs  of  saving  grace. 

6  Soon  we  '11  reach  the  shining  river, 

Soon  our  pilgrimage  shall  cease, 
Soon  our  happy  hearts  will  quiver 
With  the  melody  of  peace. 

945  6s  &  4s. 

1  Pass  away,  earthly  joy  ; 
Jesus  is  mine ! 
Break,  every  mortal  tie ; 
Jesus  is  mine ! 


606  CHILDREN. 

Dark  is  the  wilderness  ; 
Distant  the  resting-place ; 
Jesus  alone  can  bless  ; 
Jesus  is  mine ! 

2  Tempt  not  my  soul  away  ; 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Here  would  I  ever  stay ; 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Perishing  things  of  clay, 
Born  but  for  one  brief  day, 
Pass  from  my  heart  away ; 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

3  Farewell,  mortality ; 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
Welcome,  eternity ; 

Jesus  is  mine ! 
AVelcome,  ye  scenes  of  rest, 
Welcome,  ye  mansions  blest, 
Welcome,  a  Saviour's  breast ; 

Jesus  is  mine ! 

946  c.  M. 

1  Dear  Saviour !  ever  at  my  side, 

How  loving  thou  must  be. 
To  leave  thy  home  in  heaven  to  guard 

A  little  child  like  me ! 
Thy  beautiful  and  shining  face 

I  see  not,  though  so  near ; 
The  sweetness  of  thy  soft  low  voice 

I  am  too  deaf  to  hear. 

2  I  cannot  feel  thee  touch  my  hand 

AVith  pressure  light  and  mild. 
To  check  me,  as  my  mother  did 

When  I  was  but  a  child  ; 
But  I  have  felt  thee  in  my  thoughts 

Fighting  with  sin  for  me ; 


CHILDREN.  GOT 

And  when  my  heart  loves  God,  I  know 
The  sweetness  is  from  thee. 

3  And  when,  dear  Saviour !  I  kneel  down 

Morning  and  night  to  pray'r, 
Something  there  is  within  my  heart 

Which  tells  me  thou  art  there  : 
Yes,  when  I  pray,  thou  prayest  too, 

Thy  pray'r  is  then  for  me ; 
And  when  I  sleep,  thou,  sleeping  not, 

Dost  watch  me  lovingly. 

947  P.  M. 

1  I  THINK,  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old. 

When  Jesus  was  here  among  men. 
How  he  called  little  children  as  lambs  to  his 
fold, 
I  should  like  to  have  been  with  them  then. 

2  I  wish  that  his  hands  had  been  placed  on  my 

head. 
That  his  arms  had  been  thrown  around  me, 
And  that  I  might  have  seen   his  kind  look 
when  he  said, 
"  Let  the  little  ones  come  unto  me." 

3  Yet  still  to  his  footstool  in  prayer  I  may  go. 

And  ask  for  a  share  in  his  love ; 
And  if  I  thus  earnestly  seek  him  below, 
I  shall  see  him  and  hear  him  above, 

4  In  that  beautiful  place  he  is  gone  to  prepare 

For  all  who  are  washed  and  forgiv'n  ; 
And  many  dear  children  are  gathering  there, 
"  For  of  such  is  the  kingdom  of  heav'n." 

5  I  long  for  the  joys  of  that  glorious  time. 

The  sweetest  and  brightest  and  best. 
When  the  dear  little  children  of  every  clime 
Shall  crowd  to  his  arms  and  be  blest. 


608  ciiiLDnEN. 

9  iS  7s  &  6s. 

1  I  LOVE  to  tell  the  story 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory, 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story. 

Because  I  know  it 's  true  ; 
It  satisfies  my  longings 
As  nothing  else  can  do. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 
'T  will  be  my  theme  in  glory, 
To  tell  the  old,  old  story. 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

2  I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

More  wonderful  it  seems 
Than  all  the  golden  fancies 

Of  all  our  golden  dreams. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

It  did  so  much  for  me ; 
And  that  is  just  the  reason 

I  tell  it  now  to  thee. 

3  I  love  to  tell  the  story ; 

'T  is  pleasant  to  repeat 
What  seems,  each  time  I  tell  it, 

More  wonderfully  sweet. 
I  love  to  tell  the  story, 

For  some  have  never  heard 
The  message  of  salvation 

From  God's  own  holy  word. 

4  I  love  to  tell  the  story  ; 

For  those  who  know  it  best 
Seem  hungering  and  thirsting 

To  hear  it  like  the  rest. 
And  when,  in  scenes  of  glory, 

I  sing  the  new,  new  song, 


CHILDREN.  609 

'T  will  be  the  old,  old  story 
That  I  have  loved  so  long. 

949  7s  &  6s. 

1  Tell  me  the  old,  old  story 

Of  unseen  things  above, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  glory. 

Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 
Tell  me  the  story  simply, 

As  to  a  little  child, 
For  I  am  weak  and  weary, 
And  helpless  and  defiled. 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 
Tell  me  the  old,  old  story, 
Of  Jesus  and  his  love. 

2  Tell  me  the  story  slowly, 

That  I  may  take  it  in— 
That  wonderful  redemption, 

God's  remedy  for  sin. 
Tell  me  the  story  often. 

For  I  forget  so  soon ! 
The  "  early  dew  "  of  morning 

Has  passed  away  at  noon. 

3  Tell  me  the  story  softly, 

With  earnest  tones,  and  grave ; 
Remember  I  'm  the  sinner 

Whom  Jesus  came  to  save. 
Tell  me  that  story  always. 

If  you  would  really  be. 
In  any  time  of  trouble, 

A  comfort  unto  me. 

4  Tell  me  the  same  old  story 

When  you  have  cause  to  fear 
That  this  world's  empty  glory 
Is  costiuir  me  too  dear. 


610  CHILDREN. 

Yes,  and  when  that  world's  glory- 
Is  dawning  on  my  soul, 

Tell  me  the  old,  old  story : 

"  Christ  Jesus  makes  thee  whole." 

950  7s,  6s  &  5s. 

1  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

Work  thro'  the  morning  hours  ; 
Work,  while  the  dew  is  sparkling. 

Work  'mid  springing  flowers  ; 
Work,  when  the  day  grows  brighter, 

Work  in  the  glowing  sun.; 
AVork,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

AVhen  man's  work  is  done. 

2  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

AVork  through  the  sunny  noon; 
Fill  brightest  hours  with  labor, 

Rest  comes  sure  and  soon. 
Give  every  flying  minute 

Something  to  keep  in  store ; 
AVork,  for  the  night  is  coming, 

AA'^hen  man  works  no  more. 

3  AVork,  for  the  night  is  coming. 

Under  the  sunset  skies ; 
AA^hile  their  bright  tints  are  glowing, 

AA'^ork,  for  daylight  flies. 
AVork  till  the  last  beam  fadeth — 

Fadeth  to  shine  no  more ; 
AVork  while  the  night  is  dark'ning, 

AVhcn  man's  work  is  o'er. 

951  7s  &  6s. 

1  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 
Ye  soldiers  of  the  cross ; 
Lift  high  his  royal  banner, 
It  must  not  suffer  loss ; 


CHILDREN.  611 

From  victory  unto  victory 

His  army  shall  he  lead 
Till  every  foe  is  vanquished, 

And  Christ  is  Lord  indeed. 

2  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus  ; 

The  trumpet  call  obey  ; 
Forth  to  the  mighty  conflict 

In  this  his  glorious  day : 
"  Ye  that  are  men,  now  serve  him  " 

Against  unnumbered  foes  ; 
Your  courage  rise  with  danger. 

And  strength  to  strength  oppose. 

3  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus, 

Stand  in  his  strength  alone  ; 
The  arm  of  flesh  will  fail  you, 

Ye  dare  not  trust  your  own  ; 
Put  on  the  gospel  armor. 

And  watching  unto  prayer, 
AVhere  duty  calls,  or  danger. 

Be  never  wanting  there. 

4  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus ; 

The  strife  will  not  be  long ; 
This  day  the  noise  of  battle, 

The  next  the  victor's  song ; 
To  him  that  overcometh 

A  crown  of  life  shall  be ; 
He  with  the  King  of  glory 

Shall  reign  eternally. 


612  SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 
952  7s  &  6^ 

1  Glory  and  praise  and  honor 

To  thee,  Redeemer,  King ! 
To  whom  the  lips  of  children 

Made  sweet  hosannas  ring. 
Glory  and  praise  and  honor 
To  thee,  Redeemer,  King  ! 

2  Thou  art  the  King  of  Israel, 

Thou  David's  royal  Son, 
Who  in  the  Lord's  name  comest. 

The  King  and  blessed  One. 
Glory  and  praise  and  honor 
To  thee.  Redeemer,  King! 

3  The  company  of  heaven 

Are  praising  thee  on  high, 
And  mortal  men  and  all  things 

Created  make  reply. 

Glory  and  praise  and  honor 
To  thee,  Redeemer,  King ! 

4  The  people  of  the  Hebrews 

With  palms  before  thee  went ; 
Our  praise  and  prayer  and  anthems 

Before  thee  we  present. 

Glory  and  praise  and  honor 
To  thee,  Redeemer,  King ! 

5  Thou  wentest  to  thy  passion 

Amid  their  shouts  of  praise ; 
Thou  reignest  now  in  glory. 

While  we  our  anthems  raise. 
Glory  and  praise  and  honor 
To  thee,  Redeemer,  King ! 

6  Thou  didst  accept  their  praises ; 

Accept  the  prayers  we  bring, 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS.  613 

Who  iu  all  good  delightest, 
Thou  good  and  gracious  King ! 
Glory  and  praise  and  honor 
To  thee,  Redeemer,  King ! 

953  P-  M. 

1  Our  God  stands  firm,  a  rock  and  tow'r, 

A  shield  when  danger  presses ; 
A  ready  help  in  ev'ry  hour 

When  doubt  or  pain  distresses ; 
For  our  malignant  foe 
Unswerving  aims  his  blow ; 
His  fearful  arms  the  while, 
Dark  pow'r  and  darker  guile ; 
His  hidden  craft  is  matchless. 

2  Our  strength  is  weakness  in  the  fight, 

Our  courage  soon  defection  ; 
But  comes  a  Warrior  clad  in  might, 
A  Prince  of  God's  election ; 
Who  is  this  wondrous  Chief 
That  brings  this  glad  relief? 
The  field  of  battle  boasts 
Christ  Jesus,  Lord  of  hosts, 
Still  conq'ring  and  to  conquer. 

3  Then,  Lord  !  arise  ;  lift  up  thine  arm, 

AVith  mighty  succor  stay  us ; 
Oh,  turn  aside  the  deadly  harm 
When  Satan  would  betray  us. 
That,  rescued  by  thy  hand. 
In  triumph  we  may  stand, 
And  round  thy  footstool  crowd 
In  joy  to  sing  aloud 

High  praise  to  our  Redeemer. 

954  c.  M. 

1  O  THOU  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 
Built  over  earth  and  sea ! 


614  SPECIAL   OCCASIONS. 

Accept  the  walls  that  human  hauds 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee. 

2  Lord !  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  courts  to  bide, 
The  peace  that  dwelleth  without  end 
Serenely  by  thy  side. 

3  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  taught  the  better  Avay, 
And  they  who  mourn  and  they  who  fear 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray. 

4  May  ftiith  grow  firm  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise," 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies. 

955  L-  M. 

1  O  Lord  of  hosts,  whose  glory  fills 
The  bounds  of  the  eternal  hills, 

And  yet  vouchsafes,  in  Christian  lands, 
To  dwell  in  temples  made  with  hands ! 

2  Oh,  grant  that  we  who  here  to-day 
Rejoicing  this  foundation  lay 
IMay  be  in  very  deed  thine  own. 
Built  on  the  precious  Corner-stone. 

3  Endue  the  creatures  with  thy  grace, 
That  shall  adorn  thy  dwelling-place ; 
Tlie  beauty  of  the  oak  and  pine, 

The  gold  and  silver,  make  them  thine. 

4  To  thee  they  all  pertain  ;  to  thee 
The  treasures  of  the  earth  and  sea ; 
And  when  we  bring  them  to  thy  throne, 
We  but  present  thee  with  thine  own. 

5  The  heads  that  guide  endue  with  skill, 
The  hauds  that  work  preserve  from  ill, 


SPECIAL   OCCASIONS.  615 

That  we  who  these  foundations  lay 
May  raise  the  top-stone  in  its  day. 

6  Both  now  and  ever,  Lord !  protect 
The  temple  of  thine  own  elect ; 
Be  thou  in  them  and  they  in  thee, 
O  ever-blessed  Trinity ! 

956  L.  M. 

1  An  earthly  temple  here  we  raise, 
Lord  God,  our  Saviour  !  to  thy  praise  ; 
Oh,  make  thy  gracious  presence  known 
While  now  we  lay  its  corner-stone. 

2  Within  the  house  thy  servants  rear 
Deign  by  thy  Spirit  to  appear ; 
On  all  its  walls  salvation  write. 
From  corner-stone  to  topmost  height. 

3  And  when  this  temple  "made  with  hands" 
L^pon  its  firm  foundation  stands, 

Oh,  may  we  all  with  loving  heart 
In  nobler  building  bear  a  jmrt, 

4  Where  every  polished  stone  shall  be 
A  human  soul  won  back  to  thee; 
All  resting  upon  Christ  alone, 

The  chief  and  precious  Corner-stone. 

5  So,  when  our  toil  is  o'er  at  last, 
All  labor  in  both  temples  past. 
Oh,  may  it  then  by  works  be  shown 
That  faith  hath  laid  this  corner-stone. 

957  L.  M. 

1  And  will  the  great  eternal  God 
On  earth  establish  his  abode? 
And  will  he  from  his  radiant  throne 
Accept  our  temples  for  his  own  ? 


616  SEAMEN. 

2  These  walls  we  to  thy  honor  raise, 
Long  may  they  echo  with  thy  praise, 
And  thou,  descending,  fill  the  place 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

3  Here  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign 
AVith  all  the  graces  of  his  train, 
While  power  divine  his  word  attends 
To  conquer  foes  and  cheer  his  friends. 

4  And  in  the  great  decisive  day 
When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear 
That  crowds  were  born  for  glory  here. 


SEAMEN. 

958  8s,  7s  & 

1  Star  of  peace  to  wanderers  weary ! 

Bright  the  beams  that  smile  on  me ; 
Cheer  the  pilot's  vision  dreary. 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

2  Star  of  hope !  gleam  on  the  billow  ; 

Bless  the  soul  that  sighs  for  thee. 
Bless  the  sailor's  lonely  pillow, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

3  Star  of  faith  !  when  winds  are  mocking 

All  his  toil,  he  flies  to  thee  ; 
Save  him  on  the  billows  rocking, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 

4  Star  divine!  oh,  safely  guide  him. 

Bring  the  wanderer  home  to  thee  ; 
Sore  temptations  long  have  tried  him, 
Far,  far  at  sea. 


SEAMEN.  617 

959  C-  M. 

1  O  Lord  !  be  with  us  when  we  sail 

Upon  the  lonely  deep, 
Our  guard  when  on  the  silent  deck 
The  midnight  watch  we  keep. 

2  We  need  not  fear,  though  all  around 

'Mid  rising  winds  we  hear 
The  multitude  of  waters  surge, 
For  thou,  O  God !  art  near. 

3  The  calm,  the  breeze,  the  gale,  the  storm, 

That  pass  from  land  to  land. 
All,  all  are  thine,  are  held  within 
The  hollow  of  thine  hand. 

4  If  duty  calls  from  threatened  strife 

To  guard  our  native  shore. 

And  shot  and  shell  are  answering 

The  booming  cannon's  roar, 

5  Be  thou  the  main-guard  of  our  host 

Till  war  and  dangers  cease ; 
Defend  the  right,  put  up  the  sword, 
And  through  the  world  make  peace. 

6  To  thee  the  Father,  thee  the  Son, 

AVhom  earth  and  sky  adore, 
And  Spirit,  moving  o'er  the  deep, 
Be  praise  for  evermore. 

960  L.  M.     6  lines. 
1  Eternal  Father !  strong  to  save. 

Whose  arm  hath  bound  the  restless  wave. 
Who  bid'st  the  mighty  ocean  deep 
Its  own  appointed  limits  keep^ 
Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  t-o  thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 


618  DEDICATION. 

2  O  Christ!  whose  voice  the  waters  heard 
And  hushed  their  raging  at  thy  word, 
AVho  walkedst  on  the  foaming  deep, 
And  calm  amidst  its  rage  did  sleep. 

Oh,  hear  us  when  we  cry  to  thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

3  Most  Holy  Spirit !  who  didst  brood 
Upon  the  chaos  dark  and  rude, 
And  bid  its  angry  tumult  cease, 
And  give,  for  wild  confusion,  peace. 

Oh,  hear  us  wdien  we  cry  to  thee 
For  those  in  peril  on  the  sea. 

961  C.  M. 

1  We  come,  O  Lord !  before  thy  throne, 

And  with  united  plea 
AVe  meet  and  pray  for  those  who  roam 
Far  off  upon  the  sea. 

2  Oh,  may  the  Holy  Spirit  bow 

The  sailor's  heart  to  thee, 
Till  tears  of  deep  repentance  flow 
Like  rain-drops  in  the  sea. 

3  Then  may  a  Saviour's  dying  love 

Pour  peace  into  his  breast. 
And  waft  him  to  the  port  above 
Of  everlasting  rest. 


DEDICATION. 

962  H.  M. 

1  Christ  is  our  Corner-stone, 
On  him  alone  we  build  ; 
With  his  true  saints  alone 

The  courts  of  heaven  are  filled ; 


DEDICATION.  619 

On  his  great  love 
Our  hopes  we  place 
Of  present  grace 

And  joys  above. 

2  Oh,  then  with  hymns  of  praise 

These  hallowed  courts  shall  ring, 
Our  voices  we  will  raise 
The  three  in  one  to  sing ; 
And  thus  proclaim 
In  joyful  song 
Both  loud  and  long 
That  glorious  name. 

3  Here,  gracious  God  !  do  thou 

For  evermore  draw  nigh  ; 
Accept  each  faithful  vow, 

And  mark  each  suppliant  sigh  ; 
In  copious  shower 
On  all  who  pray 
Each  holy  day 
Thy  blessings  pour. 

4  Here  may  we  gain  from  heaven 

The  grace  which  we  implore  ; 
And  may  that  grace,  once  given. 
Be  with  us  evermore, 
Until  that  day 

When  all  the  blest 
To  endless  rest 
Are  called  away. 

963  H.  M. 

1  In  sweet  exalted  strains 

The  King  of  glory  praise  ; 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  reigns 

Through  everlasting  days ; 
He  at  his  will  the  world  controls. 
Sustains  or  sinks  the  distant  poles. 


620  LAYING    CORNER-STONE. 

2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne — 

His  throne  of  grace  divine ; 
Wide  is  his  bounty  known, 

And  wide  his  glories  shine ; 
Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  rest, 
Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  blest. 

3  Great  King  of  glory !  come, 

And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome. 

This  people  as  thy  own ; 
Beneath  this  roof  oh  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

4  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Thy  people's  humble  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 

All-fragrant,  to  the  skies  ; 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 


LAYING   CORNER-STONE. 
964  7s  &  6s. 

1  The  church's  one  foundation 

Is  Jesus  Christ  her  Lord ; 
She  is  his  new  creation 

By  water  and  the  word  ; 
From  heaven  he  came  and  sought  her 

To  be  his  holy  bride, 
AVith  his  own  blood  he  bought  her, 

And  for  her  life  he  died. 

2  Though  with  a  scornful  wonder 

Men  see  her  sore  opprest, 
By  schisms  rent  asunder, 
By  heresies  distrest, 


CLOSE   OF   SERVICE.  621 

Yet  saints  their  watch  are  keeping, 
Their  cry  goes  up,  "  How  long  ?" 

And  soon  the  night  of  weeping 
Shall  be  the  morn  of  song. 

'Mid  toil  and  tribulation 

And  tumult  of  her  war. 
She  waits  the  consummation 

Of  peace  for  evermore ; 
Till  with  the  vision  glorious 

Her  longing  eyes  are  blest, 
And  the  great  church  victorious 

Shall  be  the  church  at  rest. 


CLOSE    OF  SERVICE. 
965  10s. 

1  Saviour  !  again  to  thy  dear  name  we  raise 
With  one  accord  our  parting  hymn  of  praise ; 
We  stand  lo  bless  thee  ere  our  worship  cease, 
Then,  lowly  kneeling,  wait  thy  word  of  peace. 

2  Grant  us  thy  peace  upon  our  homeward  way; 
With  thee  began,  with  thee  shall  end,  the  day ; 
Guard  thou  the  lips  from  sin,  the  hearts  from 

shame. 
That  in  this  house  have  called  upon  thy  name. 

3  Grant  us  thy  peace.  Lord !  through  the  com- 

ing night. 
Turn  thou  for  us  its  darkness  into  light ; 
From  harm  and  danger  keep  thy  children  free, 
For  dark  and  light  are  both  alike  to  thee. 

4  Grant  us  thy  peace  throughout  our  earthly 

life. 
Our  balm  in  sorrow  and  our  stay  in  strife ; 


622  CLOSE   OF   SERVICE. 

Then,  when  thy  voice  shall  bid  our  conflict 

cease, 
Call  us,  O  Lord !  to  thine  eternal  peace. 

966  s.  M. 

1  Lord  !  at  this  closing  hour 

Establish  every  heart 
Upon  thy  word  of  truth  and  power, 
To  keep  us  when  we  part. 

2  Peace  to  our  brethren  give ; 

Fill  all  our  hearts  with  love ; 
In  faith  and  patience  may  w^e  live. 
And  seek  our  rest  above. 

967  7s. 

1  For  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  then  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Jesus !  hear  our  humble  prayer ; 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep ! 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

3  In  thy  strength  may  w'e  be  strong ; 

Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain ; 
Give  us,  if  we  live,  ere  long 
Here  to  meet  in  peace  again. 

Ogg  Tune.—  Old  Hundred. 

1  Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord ! 
Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 
All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive. 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty,  thou  art  good ; 
\Yash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood ; 
Give  every  fettered  soul  release, 
And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace. 


HEAVEN.  623 

969 

See  Hymn  781. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood. 
While  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink. 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering,  on  the  brink. 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  Oh,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise. 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
AYith  unbeclouded  eyes, 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  jNIoses  stood. 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er. 
Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

970 

See  Hymn  783. 
1  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand. 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land. 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 


624  HEAVEN. 

2  Oh,  tlie  transporting,  rapturous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight ! 
Sweet  fields  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  AVhen  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

4  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I  'd  launch  away. 

971 

See  Hymn  784. 

1  O  MOTHER  dear,  Jerusalem  ! 

When  shall  I  come  to  thee? 
When  shall  my  sorrows  have  an  end  ? 
Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

2  O  happy  harbor  of  God's  saints ! 

O  sweet  and  pleasant  soil ! 
•  In  thee  no  sorrow  can  be  found. 
Nor  grief,  nor  care,  nor  toil. 

3  Thy  walls  are  made  of  precious  stone, 

Thy  bulwarks  diamond-square. 
Thy  gates  are  all  of  Orient  pearl  ; 
O  God !  if  I  were  there ! 

972 

1  Come  unto  me  when  shadows  darkly  gather. 
When    the    sad   heart   is   weary   and    dis- 
tressed, 
Seeking    for    comfort    from    your    heavenly 
Father  ; 
Come  unto  me,  and  I  will  give  you  rest, 


HEAVEN.  625 

2  Ye  who  have  mourned  when  the  spring  flow- 

ers were  taken, 
When    the    ripe   fruit   fell    richly   to   the 

ground, 
When  the  loved  slept,  in  brighter  homes  to 

waken, 
Where  their  pale  brows  with  spirit-wreaths 

are  crowned. 

3  Large  are  the  mansions  in  thy  Father's  dwcll- 

Glad    are   the   homes   that   sorrows   never 

dim ; 
Sweet  are  the  harps  in  holy  music  swelling, 
Soft  are  the  tones  which  raise  the  heavenly 

hymn. 

4  There,  like  an  Eden  blossoming  in  gladness, 

Bloom  the  fair  flowers  the  earth  too  rudely 

pressed : 
CWie  unto  me,  all  ye  who  droop  in  sadness, 
Come  unto  me,  and  I  will  give  you  rest. 

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626  DOXOLOGIES. 

.,  DOXOLOGIES.  -j^   ^^ 

To  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  one, 
Be  honor,  praise  and  glory  given 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven. 

2  L.  M. 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow ; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below ; 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host ; 
Praise  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

3  L.M. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

The  God  whom  earth  and  heaven  adore, 

Be  glory  as  it  was  of  old. 

Is  now,  and  shall  be  evermore. 

4  CM. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  glory  as  it  was,  is  now. 

And  shall  be  evermore. 

5  C.  M. 
Let  God  the  Father  and  the  Son 

And  Spirit  be  adored 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 

6  S.  M. 

Ye  angels  round  the  throne. 
And  saints  that  dwell  below, 

Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 

7  7s. 
Holy  Father,  Holy  Sou, 

Holy  Spirit,  three  in  one. 


DOXOLOGIES.  627 

Praise  and  glory  be  to  thee 
Now  and  through  eternity. 

8  7s. 
Sing  we  to  our  God  above 

Praise  eternal  as  his  love ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host, 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

9  7s,  6  lines. 
Praise  the  name  of  God  most  high, 
Praise  him,  all  below  the  sky, 

Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  host. 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost ; 
As  through  countless  ages  past, 
Evermore  his  praise  shall  last. 

10  7s  &  6s. 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  God  whom  we  adore. 
Join  wc  with  the  heavenly  host 

To  praise  thee  evermore  ; 
Live,  by  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Three  in  one  and  one  in  three, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 

All  glory  be  to  thee. 

11  lOs. 

To  Father,  Son  and  Spirit,  ever  blest. 
Eternal  praise  and  worship  be  addressed  ; 
From  age  to  age,  ye  saints,  his  name  adore. 
And  spread  his  fame  till  time  shall  be  no  more. 

12  8s  &  7s. 
Praise  the  Father,  earth  and  heaven ; 

Praise  the  Son,  the  Spirit  praise ; 
As  it  was,  and  is,  be  given 
Glory  through  eternal  days. 


628  DOXOLOGIES. 

13  8s,  7s  &  4s. 
Great  Jehovah !  we  adore  thee, 

God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
God  the  Spirit,  joined  in  glory 
On  the  same  eternal  throne ; 

Endless  praises 
To  Jehovah,  three  in  one. 

14  L.  p.  M. 

Now  to  the  great  and  sacred  three. 
The  Father,  Son  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  given 
Through  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known. 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne. 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heaven. 

15  H.  M. 

To  God  the  Father,  Son 
And  Spirit,  ever  blest. 

Eternal  three  in  one. 
All  worship  be  addrest ; 


As  heretofore 
It  was,  is  now. 


And  shall  be  so 
For  evermore. 


16  lis. 

O  Father  almighty !  to  thee  be  addressed. 
With  Christ  and  the  Spirit,  one  God  ever  blest. 
All   glory  and  worship,  from   earth  and  from 

heaven. 
As  was,  and  is  now,  and  shall  ever  be  given. 

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CHANTS 


1 

1  Glory    be    to  |  God    on  |  high,  ||  and    on 

earth  |  peace,  good-  |  will  toward  men. 

2  We  praise  thee,  we  bless  thee,  we  |  worship  | 

thee,  II  we  glorify  thee,  we   give  thanks 
to  I  thee  for  j  thy  great  |  glory. 

3  O  Lord  God,  |  heavenly  j  King,  ||  God  the  | 

Father  |  al-  |  mighty, 

4  O  Lord,  the  only  begotten  Son,  j  Jesus  | 

Christ;  II  O  Lord  God,  Lamb  of  j  God, 
Son  I  of  the  |  Father, 

5  That  takest  away  the  |  sins -of  the  j  world,  || 

have  mercy  |  upon  |  us. 

6  Thou  that  takest  away  the  j  sins  ••  of  the  | 

world,  I  have  mercy  |  upon  |  us. 

7  That  thou  takest  away  the  |  sins  ••  of  the  | 

w^orld,  II  re-  j  ceive  our  |  prayer. 

8  Thou  that  sittest  at  the  right  hand  of  j  God 

the  I  Father,  ||  have  mercy  j  upon  j  us. 

9  For  thou  I  only -art  |  holy;  ||  thou  |  only  | 

art  the  |  Lord  ; 
10  Thou   only,  0    Christ!    with   the  |  Holy 
Ghost,  II  art  most  high  in  the  |  glory  of 
God  the  I  Father,  ll  A  I  men. 


2 

1  Oh,  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song ;  for  he 
hath    done  |  marvel  -  ous  |  things;  ||  his 

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630  CHANTS. 

right  hand  and  his  holy  arm  hath  |  got- 
ten I  him  ••  the  |  victory. 

2  The   Lord    hath   made    known  |  his  ••  sal-  | 

vation  ;  ||  his  righteousness  hath  he  openly 
showed  I  in  ••  the  |  sight  ••  of  the  |  hea- 
then. 

3  He  hath  remembered  his  mercy  and  truth  to- 

ward the  I  house  ••  of  |  Israel ;  ||  all  the 
ends  of  the  earth  have  seen  the  sal-  |  va- 
tion I  of  ••  our  I  God. 

4  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,  |  all -the 

earth  ||  make   a   loud   noise,   and   re- 
joice ••  and  I  sing —  |  praise. 

5  Sing  unto  the  Lord  |  with  ••  the  |  harp,  ||  with 

the    harp,  |  and  ••  the  |  voice  ••  of    a  | 
psalm. 

6  With    trumpets    and  |  sound   ••   of  |  cornet  || 

make   a  joyful   noise   be-  |  fore  ••  the  | 
Lord  ••  the  |  King. 

7  Let  the  sea  roar,  and  the  |  fullness  ••  there- 

of; II  the    world,    and  j  they   ••    that 
dwell  ••  there-  j  in. 

8  Let    the    floods  j  clap  ••  their  j  hands,  ||  let 

the  I  hills  ••  be  j  joyful  ••  to-  j  gether 

9  Before  the  Lord  ;  for  he  cometh  to  |  judge  •• 

the  I  earth ;  ||  with  righteousness  shall  he 
judge  the  world,  |  and  ••  the  |  people  •• 
with  I  equity. 


1  Our  Father  who  art  in  heaven,  |  hallowed 
be  thy  |  name;  || 
Thy  kingdom   come,  thy  will  be  done  on 
earth  ••  as  it  I  is  in  j  heaven. 


CHAXTS.  631 

2  Give  us  this  |  day  our —  |  daily  |  bread ;  || 
And  forgive  us  our  trespasses,  as  we  forgive 

them  that  |  trespass  ••  a-  |  gainst —  |  us. 

3  And  lead  us  not  into  temptation,  but  de-  | 

liver  I  us  from  |  evil;  || 
For  thine  is  the  kingdom,  and  the  power,  and 
the  glory,  for  ever.  |  A-—  |  —  |  men. 

4 

1  Praise    the   Lord,  |  O   my  |  soul,  ||  and   all 

that  is  within  me  |  praise  his  |  holy  | 
name. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  |  O  my  |  soul,  ||  and  forget 

not  I  all  his  |  bene-  |  fits;  || 

3  Who  forgiveth  |  all  thy  |  sin  ||  and  healeth  | 

all  ••  thine  infirmi-  |  ties  ; 

4  Who  saveth  thy  life  |  from  de-  |  struction 

and  crowneth  thee  with  |  mercy  ••  and 
loving-  I  kindness. 

5  Oh,  praise  the  Lord,  ye  angels  of  his,  ye  that 

ex-  I  eel  in  |  strength,  ||  ye  that  fulfill  his 
commandment  and  hearken  un-  |  to  the  | 
voice  ••  of  his  |  word. 

6  Oh,  praise  the  Lord,  all  |  ye  his  |  hosts,  ||  ye 

servants  of  |  his  that  |  do  his  |  pleasure. 

7  Oh,  speak  good  of  the  Lord,  all  ye  works  of 

his,  in  all  places  of  |  his  do-  |  minion.  || 
Praise  thou  the  |  Lord, —  |  Omy  |  soul! 

8  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  the  |  Son,  || 

and  1  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost ; 

9  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ever  •• 

shall  I  be,  II  world  |  without  |  end.  A-  | 
men. 


632  CHANTS. 

5 

1  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd :    I  |  shall  not  | 

want. 

2  He  maketh  me  to  lie  down  in  green  pastures ; 

he  leadeth  me  beside  the  still  |  wa | 

ters. 

3  He  restoreth  my  soul ;  he  leadeth  me  in  the 

paths  of  righteousness  for  his  |  name's — 
I  sake. 

4  Yea,  though  I  walk  through  the  valley  of  the 

shadow  of  death,  I  will  fear  no  evil :  for 
thou  art  with  me ;  thy  rod  and  thy  staff 
they  I  comfort  |  me. 

5  Thou  preparest  a  table  before  me  in  the  pres- 

ence of  mine  enemies,  thou  anoiiitcst  my 
head    with    oil ;    my  |  cup  ••  ruimel*h  | 
over. 

6  Surely  goodness  and  mercy  shall  follow  me  all 

the  days  of  my  life ;  and  I  will  dwell  in 

the  house  of  the  Lord  for  |  ev |  er.  || 

A-  I  men. 

6 

1  God  be  merciful  unto  us,  and  |  bless —  |  us,  || 

and  cau,<e  his  |  face  ••  to  |  shine  ••  up-  | 
on  us, 

2  That  thy  way  may  be  known  up-  |  on —  | 

earth,  ||  thy  saving  health  -a-  |  mong  •• 
all  I  nations. 

3  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  ••  O  |  God !  ||  let 

all  the  I  peo  -  pie  |  praise  |  — thee. 

4  Oh,  let  the  nations  be  glad  and  |  sing  ••  for  | 

joy,  II  for  thou  shalt  judge  the  people 
righteously,  and  govern  the  |  na-tions 
up-  I  on —  I  earth. 


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6  Let  the  people  praise  |  thee,  ••  O  |  God !  ||  let 
all  the  I  peo  -  pie  |  praise —  |  thee. 

6  Then  shall  the  earth  |  yield  ••  her  |  increase,  || 

and  God,  even  our  own  |  God,  ••  shall  | 
bless —  I  us. 

7  God  shall  |  bless —  |  us,  |1  and  all  the  ends  of 

the  I  earth  ••  shall  |  fear —  |  him. 

8  God  shall  |  bless  |  us,  ||  and  all  the  ends  of 

the  I  earth  ••  shall  |  fear —  |  him. 

7 

1  Out  of  the  |  depths  ||  Have  I  cried  unto  thee, 

O  I  Lord!  II 

2  Lord,  hear  my  |  voice :  ||  Let  thine  ears  be  at- 

tentive to  the  voice  of  my  suppli-  |  ca- 
tions. II 

3  If  thou,  Lord,  shouldst  mark  in-  |  iquities,  \\ 

OLord!  who  shall  |  stand  ?|| 

4  But  there   is   forgiveness  with  |  thee,  ||  That 

thou  mayest  be  |  feared.  || 

5  I  wait  for  the  Lord,  my  soul  doth  |  wait,  || 

And  in  his  word  do  I  |  hope.  || 

6  My  soul  waiteth  for  the  Lord  more  than  they 

that  watch   for  the  |  morning :  ||  I   say, 
more   than  they  that   watch   for  the  | 
morning.  || 

7  Let  Israel  hope  in  the  j  Lord;  ||  For  with  the 

Lord  there  is  mercy,  and    with   him  is 
plenteous  re-  |  demijtion.  || 

8  And  he  shall  redeem  |  Israel  ||  From  all  his 

in-  I  iquities.  || 

8 

1  It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  un-  j  to  the  | 
Lord ; 

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Go4  CHANTS. 

And    to   sing    praises   unto    thy  |  name,  |  O 
Most  I  High ! 

2  To  show  forth  thy  loving-kindness  |  in  the  | 

morning, 
And  thy  |  faithful  ••  ness  |  every  |  night. 

3  Upon  an  instrument  of  ten  strings,  and  up-  | 

on  the  I  psaltery ; 
Upon  the  harp,  |  with  a  |  solemn  |  sound. 

4  For  thou.  Lord  !  hast  made  me  glad  |  through 

thy  I  work ; 
I  will  triumph  in  the  |  works  |  of  thy  |  hands. 

9 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy,  |  Lord  ••  God  Al-  |  mighty ! 

2  Which  was,  and  |    is,  and  |  is  to  come. 

3  Thou  art  worthy,  O  Lord!  to  receive  glory 

and  I  honor  ••  and  |  power ; 

4  For  thou  hast  created  all  things. 

And  for  thy  pleasure  they  |  are   and  |  were 
ere-  I  ated. 

5  Worthy  is  the  Lamb  |  that  was  |  slain, 

6  To  receive  power,  and  riches,  and  wisdom. 
And   strength,   and  |  honor,  ••  and  |  glory,  •• 

and  I  blessing. 

7  Blessing,    and    honor,    and  |  glory,  ••  and  | 

power, 

8  Be  unto  him  that  sitteth  upon  the  throne. 
And  unto  the  |  Lamb  for  |  ever  ••  and  |  ever. 

10 

1  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord,  |  all  •• 
ye  I  lauds;  ||  Serve  the  Lord  with  glad- 
ness ;    come   before    his  |  pres  -  ence  | 
with —  I  singing. 


CHANTS.  635 

2  Know  ye  that  tlie  Lord  |  he  ••  is  |  God :  ||  It 

is  he  that  hath  made  us,  and  not  we  our- 
selves ;  we  are  his  people,  |  and  ••  the  | 
sheep  of  ••  his  pasture. 

3  Enter  into  his  gates  with  thanksgiving,  and 

into  his  |  courts  ••  with  |  praise ;  ||.  be 
thankful  unto  him  |  and —  |  bless  •• 
his  I  name. 

4  For  the  Lord  is  good  ;  his  mercy  is  |  ev  -  er-  | 

lasting,  II  and   his   truth    endureth  to  | 
all —  I  gen  -  e-  j  rations. 

5  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to -the  j  Son,  || 

and  I  to  ••  the  j  Ho  -  ly  |  Ghost ; 

6  As  it  was  in  tlie  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ev  - 

er  I  shall  be,  ||  world  without  |  end. —  | 
A I  men. 


11 

1  LoKD,  now  lettest  thou  thy  servant  de-  j  part  •• 

in  I  peace  ||  ac-  |  cord  -  ing  |  to  ••  thy  j 
word; 

2  For  mine  |  eyes -have  |  seen  ||  thy  | sal-  j 

va I  tion, 

3  Which  thou  I  hast -pre-  |  pared  ||  before  the  | 

face  -of  I  all —  |  people. 

4  Alight  to     lighten  "the  |  Gentiles  ||  and  the 

glory     of  ••  thy  |  peo-ple  |  Israel. 

Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  j  to  ••  the  j  Son,  || 
and  I  to  ••  the  |  Ho  -  ly  |  Ghost  ; 

As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ev  - 
er  I  shall  be,  II  world  without  |  end. —  | 
A I  men. 


636  CHANTS. 

12 

1  Oh,  come,  let  us  j  sing  ••  unto  the  |  Lord ;  ||  let 

us    heartily   rejoice   in   the  |  strength  •• 
of  I  our  ••  sal-  |  vation. 

2  Let    us   come    before    his    presence    with  | 

thanks |  giving,  ||  and     show     our- 
selves I  glad  ••  in  |  him  ••  with  |  psalms. 

3  For  the   Lord   is  a  |  great —  |  God  ||  and   a 

great  |  King  ••  a-  |  bove  ••  all  |  gods. 

4  In  his  hands  are  all  the  corners  |  of  ••  the  | 

earth,  ||  and  the  strength  of  the  |  hills  •• 
is  I  his —  I  also. 

5  The  sea  is  his,  |  and  ••  he  |  made  it ;  ||  and  his 

hands  pre-  |  pared  ••  the  |  dry —  |  land. 

6  Oh,  come,  let  us  worship  |  and  ••  fall  |  down  || 

and  kneel  be-  |  fore  ••  the  |  Lord  ••  our  | 
Maker. 

7  For   he   is   the  |  Lord  ••  our  |  God,  ||  and    we 

are  the   people   of  his   pasture,  |  and  •• 
the  I  sheep  ••  of  his  |  hand, 

8  Oh,  worship  the  Lord  in  the  |  beauty  ••  of  | 

holiness ;  ||  let  the  whole  earth  |  stand  •• 
in  I  awe  ••  of  |  him. 

9  For  he   cometh,  for  he   cometh  to  |  judge  •• 

the  I  earth,  ||  and  with  righteousness  to 
judge   the   w^orld,  and   the  |  peo-ple  | 
with  ••  his  I  truth. 

13 

1  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labor  and  are  | 

heav-y  |  laden,  ||  and  |  I  ••  will  |  give** 
you  I  rest. 

2  Take  my  yoke  upon  you,  and  learn  of  me ; 

for  I  am  meek  and  |  lowly  ••  in  |  heart,  || 
and  ye  shall  find  |  rest —  |  unto -your  | 
souls. 


CHANTS.  637 

3  For    my  |  yoke  ••  is  |  easy  ||  and    |   my —  | 
burden  ••  is  |  liglit. 
Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  ••  the  |  Sou,  || 

and  I  to  ••  the  |  Ho  -  ly  |  Ghost ; 
As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  |  ev  - 
er  I  shall  be,  ||  world  without  end. —  | 
A I  men. 

14 

1  I  WAS  glad  when  they  said  |  un  -  to  |  me,  || 

Let  us  go  in-  I  to  ••  the  I  house  ••  of  the 
I  Lord. 

2  Our  feet  shall  stand  with-  |  in  ••  thy  |  gates,  || 

O  I  —  Je-  I  ru  -  sa-  |  lem. 

3  Jerusalem  is  builded  |  as  ••  a  |  city  ||  that  | 

is  ••  com-  I  pact  ••  to-  |  gether : 

4  Whither  the   tribes  go  up,  the  |  tribes  ••  of 

the  I  Lord,  |]  unto  the  testimony  of  Is- 
rael, to  give  thanks  un-  |  to  ••  the  |  name 
••  of  the  I  Lord. 

5  For  there  are  set  |  thrones  ••  of  judgment,  ||  the 

thrones  |  of  ••  the  |  house  ••  of  |  David. 

6  Pray  for  the  peace  of  Je-  |  ru  -  sa-  |  lem  ;  they 

shall  I  prosper  ••  that  |  love  —  |  thee. 

7  Peace  be  with-  |  in  ••  thy  |  walls  ||  and  pros- 

peri-  I  ty  ••  with-in  ••  thy  |  palaces. 

8  For  my  brethren  and  com-  |  pan  -  ions'  |  sakes 

II I  will  now  say,  j  Peace —  |  be  ••  with- 
I  in  thee. 

9  Because  of  the  house  of  the  j  Lord  ••  our  j 

God  II I  will  I  seek  —  j  thy—  |  good. 

15 

1  How  amiable  are  thy  j  tab  -  er-  |  nacles,  ||  O 
I  Lord  —  I  of —  I  hosts! 


638  CHANTS. 

2  My  soul  longeth,  yea  even  fainteth,  for  the 

I  courts  ••  of  the  |  Lord  ;  ||  my  heart  and 
my  flesh  crieth  out  |  for  ••  the  |  liv  -  ing 
God. 

3  Yea,  the  sparrow  hath  found  her  an  house, 

and  the  swallow  a  nest  for  herself,  where 
she  may  |  lay  ••  her  |  young,  ||  even  thine 
altars,  O  Lord  of  hosts !  my  |  King  — 
I  and  ••  my  |  God. 

4  Blessed   are   they   that  |   dwell   in  ••  thy  | 

house ;  ||  they  will  be  |  still  —  |  prais  - 
ing  I  thee. 

5  Blessed  is  the  man  whose  |  strength  ••  is  in  | 

thee,  II  in  whose  heart  j  are  ••  the  |  ways 
••  of  I  them, 

6  Who  passing  through  the  valley  of  Baca 

make  ••  it  a  |  well ;  ||  the  rain  |  al  -  so 
fiUeth  ••  the  |  pools. 

7  They   go   from  j  strength  ••  to  j  strength ;  || 

every  one  of  them  in  Zion  ap-  |  peareth 
••  be-  I  fore  —  |  God. 

8  O  Lord  God  of  hosts !  |  hear  ••  my  prayer ;  || 

give  ear,  |  O  —  |  God  ••  of  |  Jacob ! 

9  Behold,  O  |  God  ••  our  j  shield !  i|  and  look 

upon  the  |  face -of  |  thine- an-  |  ointed. 

10  For  a  day  in  thy  courts  is  better  j  than  ••  a 

I  thousand ;  ||  I  had  rather  be  a  door- 
keeper in  the  house  of  my  God  than  to 
dwell  in  the  j  tents  ••  of  |  wick  -  ed-ness. 

11  For  the  Lord  God  is  a  j  sun  ••  and  j  shield  ; 

the  Lord  will  give  grace  and  glory ;  no 
good  thing  will  he  withhold  from  j  them 
••  that  I  walk  ••  up-  j  rightly. 

12  O  I  Lord  ••  of  |  hosts!  ||  blessed  is  the  |  man 

••  that  I  trusteth  ••  in  I  thee. 


ciiAXTS.  639 

16 

1  The  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  the  |  fullness  •• 

there-  |  of,  ||  the  world,  and  |  they  ••  that 
I  dwell  ••  there-  |  in  ; 

2  For  he  hath  founded  it  up-  |  on  ••  the  |  seas 

II  and  established   |   it  ••  upon  ••  the  | 
floods. 

3  Who  shall  ascend  into  the  hill  |  of  ••  the 

Lord?  II  or  who  shall  stand  |  in  ••  his 
ho  -  ly  I  place  ? 

4  He  that  hath  clean  hands  and  a  |  pure  —  | 

heart,  ||  who  hath  not  lifted  up  his  soul 
unto   vanity,   |  nor  —   |  sworn  ••  de-  | 
ceitfully. 

5  He  shall  receive  the  blessing  |  from  ••  the  | 

Lord,  II  and  righteousness  from  the  j  God 
••  of  I  his  sal-vation. 

6  This  is  the  generation  of  them  that  |  seek  — 

I  him,  II  that  seek  j  thy —  |  face,  ••  O  | 
Jacob ! 

7  Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates !  and  be  ye 

lift  up,  ye  ever-  I  last  -  ing  |  doors,  ||  and 
the  King  of  j  glo-ry  |  shall  ••  come  |  in. 

8  Who  is  this  I  King  ••  of  j  glory  ?  ||  The  Lord, 

strong   and    mighty,    the   j   Lord,  —  | 
mighty  ••  in  |  battle. 

9  Lift  up  your  heads,  O  ye  gates!   even  lift 

them  up,  ye  ever-  |  last  -  ing  |  doors,  || 
and  the  King  of  |  glo  -  ry  j  shall  ••  come 
I  in. 

10  Who  is  this  |  King  ••  of  |  glory  ?  ||    The  Lord 
of    host^ ;  I  He  ••  is   the  |  King  ••  of  | 
glory. 


640  CHANTS. 

17 

1  Have  mercy  upon  me,  O  God  !  accordins;;  t^«) 

thy  I  loviiig-  I  kindness:  ||  according  un- 
to the  multitude  of  thy  tender  mercies  | 
blot  out  I  my  trans-  |  gressions.  | 

2  Wash  me  thoroughly  from  mine  in-  |  icjui-  | 

ty,  II  and  |  cleanse  me  —  |  from  my  j 
sin.  II 

3  For  I  acknowledge  |  my  trans-  |  gressions : 

II  and  my  j  sin  is  j  ever  ••  be-  |  fore  me.  || 

4  Against  thee,  thee  only,  have  I  sinned,  and 

done   this    evil  |  in    thy  |  sight :  ||  that 
thou   mightest   be   justified   when   thou 
speakest,   and   be  j  clear   when   thou  | 
judg-  I  est.  II 

5  Create  in  me  a  clean  |  heart,  O  —  |  God !  || 

and  re-  j  new  a  right  —  |  spirit  ••  with- 
I  in  me.  || 

6  Cast  me  not  away  |  from  thy  |  presence ;  || 

and  take  not  thy  |  Holy  |  Spirit  |  from 
me.  II 

7  Kestore  unto  me  the  joy  of  |  thy  sal-  |  va- 

tion ;  II  and  uphold  me  j  with  thy  |  free 
_  I  Spirit.  II 

8  Then  will  I  teach  trans-  |  gressoi-s  ••  thy  | 

ways ;  ||  and  sinners  shall  be  con-  |  verted 
I  unto  I  thee.  || 

9  Deliver  me  from  blood-guiltiness,  O  God ! 

thou  God  of  I  my  sal-  j  vation  :  ||  and  my 
tongue   shall    sing   a-  |  loud   of   thy  | 
righteous-  j  ness.  || 

10  O  Lord !  open  |  thou  my  |  lips ;  ||  and  my  | 
mouth  shall  show  I  forth  thy  |  praise.  || 


CHANTS.  641 

18 

1  I  WILL  lift  up  mine  eyes  |  un  -  to  the  |  hills  || 

from  whence  |  com  -  eth  |  my  —  |  help. 

2  My  help  cometh  |  from  ••  the  |  Lord  ||  which 

I  made  —  |  heaven  ••  and  |  earth. 

3  He  will  not  suffer  thy  |  foot  ••  to  be  |  moved ; 

II  he  that  j  keepeth  ••  thee  |  will  ••  not  | 
slumber. 

4  Behold,  he  that  |  keepeth  |  Israel  ||  shall  nei- 

ther I  slum  -  ber  |  nor  —  |  sleep. 

5  The  Lord  j  is  ••  thy  |  keeper;  ||  the  Lord  is 

thy   shade   up-  |  on  ••  thy  |  right  —  | 
hand. 

6  The  sun  shall   not  |  smite  thee  ••  by  |  day,  || 

nor  the  |  moon  —  |  by  —  |  night. 

7  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thee  from  |  all  — 

evil ;  II  he  I  shall  ••  pre-  j  serve  ••  thy 
soul. 

8  The  Lord  shall  preserve  thy  going  out  and 

thy  I  com  -  ing  |  in  ||  from  this  time  forth, 
and  I  even  -for  |  ev  -  er-  |  more. 

19 

1  Blessed  be  the  Lord  God  of  |  Is  -  ra-  j  el,  || 

for  he  hath  visited  |  and  ••  re-  |  deemed 
••  his  I  people ; 

2  And  hath  raised  up  a  mighty  sal-  j  va  -  tion 

I  for  us  I  in  the  house  |  of  ••  his  |  ser  - 
vant  II  David; 

3  As  he  spake  by  the  mouth  of  his  j  ho  -  ly  | 

prophets  ||  which  have  been  j  since  ••  the 
I  world  "be-  |  gan  ; 

4  That  we  should  be  saved  |  from  ••  our  |  ene- 

mies II  and   from  the  |  hand  ••  of  |  all  •• 
that  I  hate  us. 

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642  CHANTS. 

5  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  |  to  ••  the  |  Son,  || 

and  I  to  ••  the  |  Ho  -  ly  |  Ghost ; 

6  As  it  was  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  | 

ev-er  |  shall  be  ||  world  without  |  end. 
—  I  A I  men. 

20 

1  God  is  our  I  refuge  ••  and  |  strength,  ||  a  very 

pres  -  ent  |  help  ••  in  |  trouble. 

2  Therefore  will  we  not  fear,  though  the  |  earth 

••  be  re-  |  moved,  ||  and  though  the  moun- 
tains be  carried  |  into  ••  the  |  midst  ••  of 
the  I  sea ; 

3  Though  the  waters  thereof  roar  |  and  ••  be  | 

troul)led,  ||  though  the  mountains  |  shake 
••  with  the  I  swelling  ••  there-  |  of. 

4  There  is  a  river  the  streams  whereof  shall 

make    glad   the  |  city  ••  of  |  God,  ||  the 
holy  place  of  the  tabernacles  |  of  ••  the  | 
Most  —  I  High. 

5  God  is  in  the  midst  of  her ;  she  shall  |  not  •• 

be  I  moved ;  ||  God  shall  |  help  her,  •• 
and  I  that  ••  right  |  early. 

6  The  Lord  of  |  hosts  ••  is  |  with  us ;  ||  the  God 

of  I  Ja  -  cob  I  is  ••  our  |  refuge. 

7  Be  still,  and   know  that  |  I  ••  am  |  God ;  ||  I 

will  be  exalted  among  the  heathen,  I 
will  be  ex-  |  alt  -  ed  |  in  ••  the  |  earth. 

8  The  Lord  of  ]  hosts  ••  is  |  with  us ;  ||  the  God 

of  I  Ja  -  cob  I  is  ••  our  |  refuge. 

21 

1  The  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salvation ; 
whom  I  shall  ••  I  |  fear?  ||  the  Lord  is 
the  strength  of  my  life ;  of  whom  |  shall 
"I  I  be -a-  1  fraid? 


CHANTS.  643 

2  Though  a  host  should  encamp  against  me, 

my  heart  |  shall  ••  not  |  fear ;  ••  ||  though 
war  should  rise  against  me,  in  |  this  •• 
will  I  I  ••  be  I  confident. 

3  One  thing  have  I  desired  of  the  Lord,  that 

will  I  I  seek —  |  after,  ||  that  I  may  dwell 
in  the  house  of  the  Lord  |  all  ••  the  |  days 
of"  my  I  life, 

4  To  behold  the  beauty  |  of-  the  |  Lord  ||  and 

to  in-  I  quire  —  |  in  ••  his  |  temple. 

5  For  in  the  time  of  trouble  he  shall  hide  me 

in  I  his  ••  pa-  |  vilion,  |1  in  the  secret  of 
his  tabernacle  shall  he  hide  me  ;  he  shall 
set  me  |  up  ••  up-  |  on  ••  a  |  rock. 

6  And  now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  up  above 

mine  enemies  |  round  ••  a-  |  bout  me ;  || 
therefore  will  I  offer  in  his  tabernacle 
sacrifices  of  joy ;  I  will  sing,  yea  I  will 
sing  I  prais  -  es  |  unto  ••  the  |  Lord. 

7  Hear,  O  Lord !  when  I  cry  |  with  ••  my  | 

voice:  ||  have  mercy  also  upon  me,  |  and 
—  I  an  -  swer  |  me. 

8  When  thou   saidst,  Seek  |  ye  ••  my  |  face,  || 

my  heart  said  unto  thee.  Thy  face,  | 
Lord,  —  I  will  ••  I  |  seek. 

9  Hide  not  thy  face  |  far  —  |  from  me ;  ||  put 

not  thy  I  servant  ••  a-  |  way  ••  in  |  anger. 
10  Thou   hast  |  been  ••  my  |  help;  —  leave   me 
not,  neither  forsake  mc,  O  |  God  ••  of  | 
my  ••  sal-  |  vation. 

22 

1  We  have  thought  of  thy  loving-kindness,  | 
O  I  God !  II  in  the  j  midst  |  of  thy  | 
temple.  || 


644  CHANTS. 

2  According  to  thy  name,  O  God !   so  is  thy 
praise  unto  the  |  ends  of  the  |  earth ;  || 
thy  right  hand  is  |  full  of  |  righteous-  | 
ness.  II 

8  Great  is   the   Lord,   and    greatly  j  to   be  | 
praised  ||  in  the  city  of  our  God,  in  the 
mountain  |  of  his  |  holi-  |  ness.  || 

4  Glory  be  to  the  Father,  and  j  to  ••  the  |  Son,  || 
and  I  to  ••  the  j  Ho  -  ly  j  Ghost,  etc. 

23 

1  Christ  our  passover  is  |  sacrificed  j  for  us,  || 

therefore  |  let  us  j  keep  the  |  feast ; 

2  Not  with  the  old  leaven,  neither  with  the 

leaven   of  |  malice   and  |  wickedness,  || 
but  w^ith  the  unleavened  bread  of  sin-  | 
ceri-  I  ty  and  |  truth. 

3  Christ,  being  raised  from  the  dead,  |  dieth 

no  I  more;  ||  death  hath  no  more  do-  | 
minion  |  over  |  him. 

4  For  in  that  he  died,  he  died  unto  |  sin  —  | 

once,  II  but  in  that  he  liveth,  he  |  liveth 
I  unto  I  God. 

5  Likewise  reckon  ye   also   yourselves  to   be 

dead  indeed  |  unto  |  sin,  ||  but  alive  un- 
to  God  through  j  Jesus  |  Christ  our  | 
Lord. 

6  Christ  is  risen  |  from  the  |  dead,  ||  and  be- 

come the  first  I  fruits  of  |  them  that  | 
slept. 

7  For  since  by  |  man  came  |  death,  ||  by  man 

came  also  the  resur-  |  rection  |  of  the  | 
dead. 

8  For  as  in  Adam  |  all  —  j  die,  ||  even  so  in 

Christ  shall  I  all  be  I  made  a-  I  live. 


CHANTS.  645 

9  Glory  be  to  the  Fatlier,  |  and  to  the  ]  Son,  || 
and  I  to  the  |  Holy  |  Ghost ; 

10  As  it  ^vas  in  the  beginning,  is  now,  and  | 
ever  shall  |  be,  ||  world  without  |  end. — 
1  A-  I  men. 


24 

1  With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around  ; 

Life  seems  a  dark  and  |  stormy  |  sea ; 
Yet  'midst  the  gloom  I  hear  a  sound, 
A  heavenly  |  whisper,  |  Come  to  |  me. 

2  It  tells  me  of  a  place  of  rest. 

It  tells  me  where  my  |  soul  may  |  flee ; 
Oh,  to  the  weary,  faint,  opprest, 

How  sweet  the  |  bidding,  |  Come  to  |  me ! 

3  AVhen  nature  shudders,  loth  to  part 

From  all  I  love,  en-  |  joy  and  |  see, 
AVhen  a  faint  chill  steals  o'er  my  heart, 
A  sweet  voice  |  utters,  |  Come  to  |  me. 

4  Come,  for  all  else  must  fail  and  die. 

Earth  is  no  resting-  |  place  for  |  thee ; 
Heavenward  direct  thy  weeping  eye  ; 
I  am  thy  |  portion ;  |  come  to  |  me. 

5  O  voice  of  mercy,  voice  of  love ! 

In  conflict,  grief  and  |  ago-  |  ny 
Support  me,  cheer  me  from  above, 

And  gently  |  whisper,  |  Come  to  |  me. 

25 

Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and   incline  our 

hearts  to  keep  thy  law. 
Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and  write  all  these 

thy  laws  in  our  hearts,  we  beseech  thee. 


646  CHAKTS. 

26 

Lord,  have  mercy  upon   us,   and   incline  our 

hearts  to  keep  thy  law. 
Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and  write  all  these 

thy  laws  iu  our  hearts,  we  beseech  thee. 

27 

Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and   incline   our 

hearts  to  keep  thy  law. 
Lord,  have  mercy  upon  us,  and  write  all  these 

thy  laws  in  our  hearts,  we  beseech  thee. 

28 

AVe  praise  thee,  O  God !  we  acknowledge  thee 

to  be  the  Lord. 
All  the  earth  doth  worship   thee,  the  Father 

everlasting. 
To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud,  the  heavens  and  all 

the  powers  therein. 
To  thee  cherubim  and  seraphim  continually  do 

cry, 
Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  of  Sabaoth  !  heaven 

and  earth  are  full  of  the  majesty  of  thy 

glory. 
The  glorious  company  of  th'  apostles  praise  thee. 
The  goodly  fellowship  of  the  prophets  praise  thee. 
The  noble  army  of  martyrs  praise  thee. 
The  holy  church  throughout  all  the  world  doth 

acknowledge  thee,   the   Father  of  an    in- 
finite majesty. 
Thine  adorable,  true  and  only  Son,  also  the  Holy 

Ghost,  the  Comforter. 
Thou  art  the  King  of  glory,  O  Christ !  thou  art 

the  everlasting  Son  of  the  Father. 
AYhen  thou  took'st  upon  thee  to  deliver  man, 

thou  didst  humble  thyself  to  be  born  of  a 

virgin. 


CHANTS.  647 

"When  thou  hadst  overcome  the  sharpness  of 
death,  thou  didst  open  the  kingdom  of 
heaven  to  all  believers. 

Thou  sittest  at  the  riglit  hand  of  God,  in  the 
glory  of  the  Father. 

We  believe  that  thou  shalt  come  to  be  our 
Judge;  we  therefore  pray  thee  help  tliy 
servants,  whom  thou  hast  redeemed  with 
thy  precious  blood. 

Make  them  to  be  numbcr'd  with  thy  saints  in 
glory  everlasting. 

O  Lord !  save  thy  people,  and  bless  thine  heri- 
tage. Govern  them  and  lift  them  up  for 
ever. 

Day  by  day  we  magnify  thee,  and  we  worshi[) 
thy  name  ever,  world  without  end. 

Vouchsafe,  O  Lord !  to  keep  us  this  day  witli- 
out  sin.  O  Lord !  have  mercy  upon  us, 
have  mercy  upon  us. 

0  Lord !  let  thy  mercy  be  upon  us,  as  our  trust 

is  in  thee.    O  Lord !  in  thee  have  I  trusted  ; 
let  me  never  be  confounded. 

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1  From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit 

Our  humble  prayer  ascends.     O  |  Fa  ••  thcr ! 

I  hear  it.  || 
Borne  on  the  trembling  wings  of  |  fear  ••  and 

I  meekness,  || 

For-  I  give  ••  its  |  weakness. 

2  We  know,  we  feel,  how  mean  and  how  un- 

worthy 
The    lowly  sacrifice   we  |  pour  ••  be-  |  fore 

thee; —  || 
What  can  we  offer  thee, — O  |  thou  ••  most  I 

holy!— II 

But  I  sin -and  |  folly? 


648  CHANTS. 

3  Lord !  in  thy  sight,  who  every  bosom  viewest, 
Cold  in  our  warmest  vows,  and  |  vain  our  | 

truest ;  || 
Thoughts  of  a  hurrying  hour — our  |  lips  re- 
peat them —  II 

Our  I  hearts  ••  for-  |  get  them. 

4  We  see  thy  hand — it  leads  us,  it  supports 

us; — 
We  hear  thy  voice — it  |  counsels  ••  and  it  | 

courts  us : — 
And  then  we  turn  away! — yet  |  still  ••  thy  | 

kindness  || 

For-  I  gives  ••  our  |  blindness. 

5  Who  can  resist  thy  gentle  call, — appealing 
To  every  generous  thought  and  |  grateful  | 

feeling?— II 
Oh,   who  can  hear  the  accents  |  of  ••  thy  | 
mercy,  || 

And  I  nev  ••  er  |  love  thee? 

6  Kind  Benefactor !  plant  within  this  bosom 
The  I  seeds  ••  of  |  holiness, — 1|  and  let  them 

blossom 
In  fragrance, — and  in  beauty  |  bright  ••  and 
I  vernal, —  || 

And  I  spring  ••  e-  j  ternal. 

7  Then  place  them  in  those  everlasting  gardens 
Where  angels  walk — and  |  seraphs  ••  are  the 

I  wardens; — 1| 
Where  every  flower,  brought  safe  through  | 
death's  ••  dark  |  portal,  || 

Be-  I  comes  ••  im-  |  mortal. 

30 

1  Come,  labor  on  ; 

Who  dares  stand  idle  on  the  |  harvest  plain. 


CHANTS.  649 

While  all  around  hiin  waves   the  |  golden 

grain, 
And  every  servant  hears  the  |  Master  say, 
"  Go,  Avork  to-day  "  ? 

2  Come,  labor  on ; 

The  laborers  are  few,  the  |  field  is  wide ; 
New  stations   must  be  filled,  and  |  blanks 

supplied ; 
From  voices  distant  far  or  |  near  at  home 
The  call  is  "Come." 

3  Come,  labor  on  ; 

The  enemy  is  watching,  |  night  and  day, 
To  sow  the  tares,  to  snatch  the  |  seed  away  ; 
While  we  in  sleep  our  duty  |  have  forgot, 
He  slumbered  not. 

4  Come,  labor  on  ; 

Away  with  gloomy  doubt  and  |  faithless  fear ! 
Ko  arm  so  weak  but  may  do  |  service  here ; 
By  feeblest  agents  can  our  |  God  fulfill 
His  righteous  will. 

5  Come,  labor  on  ; 

Ko  time  for  rest  till  glows  the  |  western  sky, 
While  the  long  shadows  o'er  our  |  path^Yay 

lie. 
And  a  glad  sound  comes  with  the  |  setting  sun, 
"  Servants,  well  done !" 

6  Come,  labor  on  ; 

The  toil  is  pleasant,  the  re-  |  ward  is  sure ; 
Blessed  are  those  who  to  the  |  end  endure ; 
How   full   their  joy,  how   deep   their  [  rest 
shall  be, 

O  Lord!  with  thee! 

31 

1  OxE  sweetly  solemn  thought 

Comes  to  me  I  o'er  and  I  o'er :  [I 


650  CHAXTS. 

I'm  nearer  my  home  to-day 

Than  I  |  ever  have  |  been  be-  |  fore ; 

2  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 

Where  the  many  |  mansions  |  be ;  || 
Nearer  the  great  white  throne, 
I  Nearer  the  |  crystal  |  sea ;  || 

3  Nearer  the  bound  of  life, 

AYhere  we  lay  our  |  burdens  |  down ; 
Nearer  leaving  the  cross, 

I  Nearer  |  gaining  the  |  crown.  || 

4  But  the  waves  of  that  silent  sea 

Roll  dark  be-  |  fore  my  |  sight,  || 
That  brightly  the  other  side 

I  Break  on  a  |  shore  of  |  light.  || 

5  Oh,  if  my  mortal  feet 

Have  almost  |  gained  the  |  brink,  || 
If  it  be  I  am  ne-arer  home 

I  Even  to-  |  day  than  I  |  think,  || 

6  Father !  perfect  my  trust. 

Let  my  spirit  |  feel  in  |  death  || 
That  her  feet  are  firmly  set 

On  the  I  Rock  of  a  |  living  |  fiiith.  || 

32 

1  Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping  | 

I  shall  be  soon  ;  || 
Beyond  the  waking  and  the  sleeping,  | 
Beyond  the  sowing  and  the  reaping,  | 

I  shall  be  soon.  || 
Love,  rest  and  home !     Sweet  home ! 

Lord !  tarry  not,  but  come. 

2  Beyond  the  blooming  and  the  fading  | 

I  shall  be  soon  ;  || 
Beyond  the  shining  and  the  shading,  | 
Beyond  the  hoping  and  the  dreading,  | 

I  shall  be  soon.  11 


CHANTS.  651 

Love,  rest  and  home !     Sweet  home ! 
Lord !  tarry  not,  but  come. 

3  Beyond  the  parting  and  the  meeting  | 

I  shall  be  soon  ;  || 
Beyond  the  farewell  and  the  greeting,  | 
Beyond  the  pulse's  fever  beating,  | 

I  shall  be  soon.  || 
Love,  rest  and  home !     Sweet  home ! 

Lord  !  tarry  not,  but  come. 

4  Beyond  the  frost-chain  and  the  fever  | 

I  shall  be  soon  ;  || 
Beyond  the  rock-waste  and  the  river,  | 
Beyond  the  ever  and  the  never,  | 

I  shall  be  soon.  || 
Love,  rest  and  home !     Sweet  home ! 

Lord !  tarry  not,  but  come. 

33 

1  Birds  have  their  |  quiet  nest. 

Foxes  their  holes,  and  |  man  his  peaceful 
bed  ; 
All  creatures  |  have  their  rest ; 

But  Jesus  had  not  |  where  to  lay  his  head. 

2  And  yet  he  |  came  to  give 

The  weary  and  the  |  heavy  laden  rest, 
To  bid  the  |  sinner  live. 

And  soothe  our  griefs  to  |  slumber  on  his 
breast. 

3  What,  then,  am  ]  I,  my  God, 

Permitted    thus    the  |  path    of   peace    to 
tread  ? — 
Peace  purchased  |  by  the  blood 

Of  him  who  had  not  |  where  to  lay  his 
head — 

4  I,  who  once  |  made  him  grieve, 

I,  who  once  bid  his  I  gentle  spirit  mourn, 


652  CHANTS. 

"VVliose  hand  es-  |  sayed  to  weave 

For  his  meek  brow  the  |  cruel  crown  of 
thorn ! 

5  Oh,  why  should  |  I  have  peace  ? 

Why  ?  but  for  that  un-  |  changed,  undying 
love 
Which  w^ould  not,  |  could  not  cease, 
Until  it  made  me  |  heir  of  joys  above! 

6  Yes ;  but  for  |  pardoning  grace, 

I  feel  I  never  |  should  in  glory  see 
The  brightness  |  of  that  face 

That  once  was  pale  and  |  agonized  for  me. 

7  Let  the  birds  |  seek  their  nest, 

Foxes  their  holes,  and  |  man  his  peaceful 
bed; 
Come,  Saviour !  |  in  my  breast 

Deign  to  repose  thine  |  oft-rejected  head. 

8  Come,  give  me  |  rest,  and  take 

The  only  rest  on  |  earth  thou  lov^st,  within 
A  heart  that  |  for  thy  sake 

Lies  bleeding,  broken,  |  penitent  for  sin. 

34 

1  IIe  leadeth  me!  oh,  blessed  thought, 

Oh,  words  with  heav'nly  comfort  fraught ! 

Whate'er  I  do,  where'er  I  be. 

Still  't  is  God's  hand  that  leadeth  me. 

He  leadeth  me,  he  leadeth  me ! 

By  his  own  hand  he  leadeth  me ; 

His  faithful  foll'wer  I  w^ould  be. 

For  by  his  hand  he  leadeth  me. 

2  Sometimes  'mid  scenes  of  deepest  gloom, 
Sometimes  where  Eden's  bowers  bloom, 


CHANTS.  653 

By  waters  still,  o'er  troubled  sea, — 
Still 't  is  his  hand  that  leadeth  me ! 
He  leadeth  me,  etc. 

3  Lord !  I  would  clasp  thy  hand  in  mine, 
Nor  ever  murmur  nor  repine, 
Content,  whatever  lot  I  see, 

Since  't  is  my  God  that  leadeth  me. 
He  leadeth  me,  etc. 

4  And  when  my  task  on  earth  is  done, 
"When  by  thy  grace  the  victory  ^s  won. 
E'en  death's  cold  wave  I  will  not  flee, 
Since  God  through  Jordan  leadeth  me. 

He  leadeth  me,  etc. 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS 


BTMNS 

L— INVITATION    TO   WORSHIP 1-86 

The  Call  to  Praise 1-37 

The  Response 38-57 

The  Call  to  Prayer  and  Response..  58-G5 

Invocation 66-86 

II.— THE   LORD   JESUS    CHRIST 87-343 

1.  Contemplation  and  Adoration 87-178 

Advent 95-117 

Life  and  Mission 118-178 

Acts 118-128 

Character 123-127 

Sufferings  AND  Death 129-152 

Resurrection 153-162 

^^^"^^"^-^   I  164-178 

Intercession  J 

Providence 179-181 

2.  Affections  and  Duties 182-343 

III.— GOD    THE    FATHER    OF    OUR    LORD 

JESUS    CHRIST 344-483 

1.  Contemplation  and  Adoration 344-388 

2.  Affections  and  Duties 389-483 

IV.— THE  HOLY  GHOST— THE    SPIRIT    OF 

THE  LORD 484-523 

1.  Contemplation  and  Adoration 484-504 

2.  Affections  and  Duties 505-523 

v.— THE  TRINITY— THE  THREE  IN  ONE.  524-530 

VI.— THE  WORD   OF   THE   LORD 531-566 

VIL— THE  CHURCH— THE  BODY  OF  CHRIST  567-698 

655 


656  TABLE   OF   CONTENTS. 

HTHirs 

VIIL— THE  SACRAMENTS  OF  THE  LORD  ...  653-698 

BAPTissr 653-670 

Lord's  Supper 671-698 

IX.— THE  LORD'S  DAY 699-723 

X.— THE  COMING  OF  THE  LORD 724-806 

Death.  Resurrection.  ] 

T  „  \  Funeral. 

Judgment.     Heaven.  J 

XL— HYMNS  FOR  SPECIAL  OCCASIONS....  807-968 

Seasons 807-824 

National 825-842 

Prayer  Meeting 844-886 

)  Morning 887-897 

Family  Worship  \  ..,  „»_  „„„ 

J  Evening 898-938 

Children 939-951 

1  952-957 

Dedication,  etc.   j 9^2-964 

Seamen 958-961 

Close  of  Service 965-968 

XIL— CHANTS,    Etc 1-34 


INDEX  TO  FIRST  LINES. 


HTMX 

394  A  BROKEX  heart,  my  God!  my  King Watts. 

923  Abide  with  me  !  fast  falls  the  eventide Lyte. 

681  According  to  thy  gracious  word Montgomen/. 

456  A  charge  to  keep  I  have Wesley. 

756  A  few  more  years  shall  roll Bonar. 

719  Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave Newton. 

716  Again  the  day  returns  of  holy  rest Mason. 

720  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light Barbauld. 

262  Ah!  how  shall  fallen  man Watts. 

206  Ah!  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart Steele. 

137  Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed Watts. 

428  Alas!  what  hourly  dangers  rise Steele. 

656  A  little  child  the  Saviour  came Robertson. 

717  All  hail  the  glorious  morn Peacock. 

32  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name Perronet. 

4  All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell Kethe. 

106  All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord Luther. 

902  All  praise  to  thee,  my  God!  this  night Kenn. 

120  All  praise  to  thee,  0  Lord Beadon. 

409  All  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt Bonar. 

240  All  ye  who  seek  for  sure  relief. {tr.)  Casioall. 

883  Almighty  God!  thy  word  is  cast Cawood. 

519  Amazing  grace  !  how  sweet  the  sound Newton. 

518  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross Watts. 

213  And  dost  thou  say,  "Ask  what  thou  wilt" Newton. 

956  An  earthly  temple  here  we  raise Johnson. 

22^1  And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have Beddome. 

753  And  must  this  body  die Watts. 

448  And  shall"  I  sit  alone Beddome. 

957  And  will  the  great,  eternal  God Doddridge. 

766  And  will  the  Judge  descend Doddridge. 

42  657 


658  INDEX   TO    FIRST   LINES. 

HTMN 

163  Angels,  roll  the  rock  away Scott. 

702  Another  day  has  passed  along Edmestoiu 

701  Another  six  days'  work  is  done Stennett. 

64:  Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat Newton. 

779  Arise,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run Watts. 

34  Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers Watts. 

568  Arise,  0  King  of  grace,  arise Watts. 

165  Arise,  ye  people,  and  adore Auher. 

621  Arm  of  the  Lord!  awake,  awake Shrtibso/e. 

8  Around  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne Kdly. 

613  Ascend  thy  throne,  almighty  King Beddome. 

735  Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep Mackay. 

757  As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays Middleton. 

286  As  oft  with  worn  and  weary  feet Edmeslon. 

433  As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams Lyte. 

389  As  pants  the  hart  for  water-brooks U.  P.  Psalter. 

774  As  when  the  weary  traveler  gains Newtnn. 

115  As  with  gladness  men  of  old Dix. 

904  At  even,  ere  the  sun  was  set Twells. 

694  At  the  Lamb's  high  feast  we  sing {tr.)  Campbell. 

672  At  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord Watts. 

507  Author  of  faith,  eternal  Word Wesley. 

14  Awake  and  sing  the  song Hammond. 

280  Awaked  by  Sinai's  awful  sound Ockiim. 

890  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun  Kenn. 

25  Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays Medley. 

517  Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve Doddridge. 

355  Awake,  my  tongue!  thy  tribute  bring Needham. 

514  Awake,  our  souls  !  away,  our  fears Watts. 

2  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne Watts. 

578  Before  thee.  Lord,  a  people  waits U.  P.  Psalter. 

842  Before  the  Lord  we  bow Key. 

40  Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme Watts. 

325  Begone,  unbelief!  my  Saviour  is  near..  A.  '/ *on. 

551  Behold  a  stranger  at  the  door Crre'j(j. 

593  Behold  how  good,  how  pleasant U.  P.  Psalter. 

166  Behold  the.  glories  of  the  Lamb Waits. 

885  Behold  the  heathen  waits  to  know Yoke. 

337  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God Bridges. 

645  Behold!  the  morning  sun Watts. 


IXDEX   TO   FIKST   LIXES.  659 

HYMN 

623  Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord Logan. 

199  Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb Fawcett. 

61  Behold  the  throne  of  grace Neicton. 

533  Behold  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord Watts. 

663  Behold  what  condescending  love Doddrichje. 

454  Behold  what  wondrous  grace M^atts. 

462  Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea Conder. 

145  Beyond  where  Cedron's  waters  flow Smith. 

475  Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God Humj)hre}js. 

536  Blessed  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know Watts. 

532  Blessed  are  the  undefiled  in  heart Watts. 

668  Blessed  Jesus  !  here  we  stand {tr.)  Wixcl-icortJi. 

303  Blessed  Saviour!  thee  I  love Dvffield. 

23  Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God Watts. 

513  Blest  are  the  jjure  in  heart Kehle. 

598  Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace Watts. 

597  Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds Faiccett. 

273  Blest  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord Axistin. 

492  Blest  Comforter  divine Sujourney. 

882  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart Lyte. 

710  Blest  morning,  whose  young  dawning  rays Watts. 

640  Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow Wesley. 

693  Bread  of  heaven!  on  thee  I  feed Conder. 

695  Bread  of  the  world!  in  mercy  broken Heber. 

795  Brief  life  is  here  our  portion Bernard  de  Morlaix. 

93  Brighter  still,  and  brighter Thicing. 

108  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the Heher. 

96  Bright  was  the  guiding  star Auher. 

873  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death Watts. 

657  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill Heher. 

508  By  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God Xeicton. 

330  By  me,  0  my  Saviour !  stand 

378  Call,  Jehovah  thy  salvation Montgomery. 

101  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night Seers. 

468  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord Hill. 

759  Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish Collycr. 

301  Chief  of  sinners  though  I  be McComb. 

559  Child  of  sin  and  sorrow Hastings. 

87  Children  of  the  heavenly  King Cennick. 

477  Chosen  not  for  good  in  me McCheyne. 


660  INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES. 

HYMN 

170  Christ  above  all  glory  seated 

588  Christ  and  his  cross  is  all  our  theme Watts. 

962  Christ  is  our  corner-stone Chandler. 

295  Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground Windham. 

156  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  again {tr.)  Wiuckworth. 

155  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day We>ilei/. 

896  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies Toplady. 

607  Christian!  seek  not  yet  repose How. 

56  Come,  all  ye  saints  of  God Boden. 

704  Come,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day Dobell. 

67  Come,  dearest  Lord,  descend  and  dwell M\ttt8. 

158  Come,  every  pious  heart Stennett. 

72  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove Browne. 

37  Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God Watts. 

550  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls  Watts. 

654  Come,  Holy  Ghost!  come  from  on  high Reed's  Coll. 

77  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator!  come Tate. 

68  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  calm  my  mind Burder. 

879  Come,  Holy  Spirit!  come Watts. 

76  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove Watts. 

665  Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast Jones. 

327  Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer!  abide  thou  with Palmer. 

809  Come,  let  us  anew , Wesley. 

36  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs Wafts. 

694  Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above Wesley. 

943  Come,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus Bethune. 

850  Come,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs Montgomery. 

728  Come,  Lord,  and  tarry  not Bonar. 

338  Come,  my  Redeemer,  come Reed. 

60  Come,  my  soul,  thy  suit  prepare Newton. 

70  Come,  0  Creator,  Spirit  blest {tr.)  Caswall. 

31  Come,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays Blacklock. 

308  Come,  0  thou  traveler  unknown Weshy. 

487  Come,  sacred  Spirit,  from  above Doddridge. 

558  Come,  says  Jesus'  sacred  voice Barbanld. 

11  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's Heginbotham. 

12  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad Watts. 

847  Come,  thou  almightj'  King Wesley. 

74  Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints Steele. 

94  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing Robinson. 

112  Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus Wesley, 


INDEX    TO    FIRST    LINES.  661 

HYMN 

85  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit Evans. 

562  Come  to  Calvary's  holy  mountain Mo)iigomery. 

972  Come  unto  me  when  shadows  darkly  gather 

548  Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed.  Steele. 

15  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord Watts. 

58  Come,  ye  disconsolate Moore. 

bbb  Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched Hart. 

822  Come,  ye  thankful  people,  come Alford. 

9  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name Steele. 

449   Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs {tr.)   Wtdey. 

248  Compared  with  Christ,  in  all  beside  ...Toplady. 

202  Complete  in  thee,  no  work  of  mine A.  R.  W. 

174  Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing Goode. 

641  Daughtkr  of  Zion  !  awake  from FitzrjerahVs  Coll. 

624  Daughter  of  Zion!  from  the  dust Montijomery, 

925  Day  by  day  the  manna  fell ('o)ider. 

234  Dearest  of  all  the  names  above Watts. 

864  Dear  Father!  to  thy  mercy-seat Steele. 

272  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine GUI. 

440  Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul Steele. 

946  Dear  Saviour!  ever  at  my  side Faber. 

653  Dear  Saviour!  if  these  lambs  should  stray Hyde. 

263  Dear  Saviour!  we  are  thine Doddridr/e. 

219  Dear  Saviour!  when  my  thoughts  recall Steele. 

748  Death  is  no  more  among  our  foes 

198  Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made Steele. 

675  Deep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record Watts. 

560  Delay  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner,  draw Hnnlini/s. 

299  Depth  of  mercy,  can  there  be Wesley. 

lib  Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove Watts. 

267  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep Beddome. 

968  Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord  Hart. 

611  Disowned  of  heaven,  by  man  oppressed 

297  Does  the  gospel  word  proclaim Newton. 

246  Do  not  I  love  thee,  0  my  Lord Doddridye. 

840  Dread  Jehovah,  God  of  nations Cotterill. 

907  Dread  Sovereign  !  let  my  evening  song Watts, 

46  Early,  my  Gfod  !  without  delay Watts. 

481  Encompassed  with  clouds  of  distress A)ioh. 

491   Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord Haiceis. 


662  INDEX    TO    FIRST   LINES. 

HYMN 

72;i  Ere  another  Sabbath's  close Anon. 

9fi0  Eternal  Father!  strong  to  save Whitint/. 

812  Eternal  source  of  every  joy Doddridye. 

484  Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess Watts. 

877  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God Watts. 

915  Fading,  still  fading 

740  Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  sight Watts. 

605  Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven Hymn.  Chritt. 

848  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone Watts. 

853  Far  from  the  world,  0  Lord!  I  flee Cowper. 

787  Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night Steele. 

306  Father!  how  wide  thy  glory  shines Watts. 

401  Father!  I  know  that  all  my  life Wariuij. 

782  Father!  I  long,  I  faint,  to  see Watts. 

465  Father  of  eternal  grace ...Moutijomcry. 

71  Father  of  heaven!  whose  love  profound Cooper. 

485  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love. Rabies. 

819  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love //.  A.  M. 

531  Father  of  mercies!  in  thy  word Steele. 

599  Father  of  mercies  !  send  thy  grace Doddridye. 

423  Father!  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss Steele. 

119  Fierce  raged  the  storm  of  winds liradon. 

520  Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands Watts. 

967  For  a  season  called  to  part Neaton. 

758  Forever  with  the  Lord Motdjomery. 

285  Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky Jleber. 

212  Forth  in  thy  name,  0  Lord!  I  go Wesley. 

796  For  thee,  0  dear,  dear  country (tr.)  Ncale. 

813  For  thy  mercy  and  thy  grace JJownton. 

706  Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns Browne. 

5  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies Watts. 

Sbo  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows Stoicell. 

645  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains.  Heber. 

561    From  the  cross  uplifted  high Haweis. 

806  From  thee,  my  God!  my  joys  shall  rise Watts. 

760  Gentle  Shepherd  !  thou  hast [tr.)  Meinhold. 

463  Gently,  gently  lay  the  rod Lyte. 

315  Gently,  Lord!  oh  gently  lead  us Hustings. 

786  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith Watts. 

359  Give  thanks  to  (lod;  he  reigns  above Watts. 


INDEX   TO   FIKST  LINES.  663 

HYMN 

446  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears Gcrhardt. 

6ol  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken Neicton. 

952  Glory  and  praise  and  honor 

57  Glory  to  God  on  high Allen. 

830  God  bless  our  native  land Dwiijht. 

863  God  calling  yet;  shall  I  not  hear {tr.)  Burthicick. 

117  God  from  on  high  hath  heard Xfilson. 

542  God  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son Bcddome. 

379  God  is  love;  his  mercy  brightens Bowriny. 

937  God  is  my  strong  salvation Montyomtry. 

384  God  is  the  Refuge  of  his  saints Watts. 

369  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way  C'oicper. 

438  God!  my  supporter  and  my  ho])e Watts. 

638  God  of  grace!  oh,  let  thy  light Churton. 

635  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace Lyte. 

670  God  of  mercy!  throned  on  high 

22  God  of  my  life!  through  all  my  days Dodilridge. 

751  God  of  the  living!  in  whose  eyes EUerton. 

887  God  of  the  morning!  at  whose  voice Watts. 

924  God!  who  madest  earth  and Hfhcr.   Whately. 

386  God  will  our  strength  and  refuge U.  P.  Psalter. 

816  Good  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King Watts. 

603  Go,  labor  on,  spend  and  be  spent Bonar. 

614  Go,  preach  m^'  gospel,  saith  the  Lord. Watts. 

138  Go  to  dark  Gethscmane Montgomery. 

544  Grace!  't  is  a  charming  sound Doddridge. 

498  Gracious  Spirit,  Love  divine Stocker. 

866  Grant  me  within  thy  courts  a  place Muntgomery. 

73  Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift Doddridge. 

705  Great  God  !  attend  while  Zion  sings.  Watts. 

376  Great  God !  how  infinite  art  thou. Watt>i. 

844  Great  God!  indulge  my  humble  claim Watts. 

826  Great  God  of  nations!  now  to  thee 

622  Great  God!  the  nations  of  the  earth Gibbons. 

901  Great  God  !  to  thee  my  evening  song Steele. 

810  Great  God  !  we  sing  thy  mighty  hand Doddridge. 

764  Great  God!  what  do  I  see  and  hear Luther. 

619  Great  God !  whose  universal  sway..  Watts. 

585  Great  Lord  of  all  thy  churches Kingsley. 

655  Great  Saviour!  who  didst  condescend 

674  Great  Shepherd  of  thy  ransomed  flock Newton. 


664  INDEX    TO    FIRST    LINES. 

HYMN 

473  Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Jehovah Williama. 

509  Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews Watts. 

321  Hail,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus Windyrove. 

154  Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise Madan. 

172  Hail,  thou  once-despised  Jesus Windyrove. 

642  Hail  to  the  brightness  of  Zion's  glad Hastinya. 

646  Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed Montynmcry. 

910  Hail,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day Bacon. 

89  Hallelujah!  raise,  oh  raise Conder. 

510  Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign Watts. 

596  Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  joined Wesley. 

109  Hark,  hark,  the  notes  of  joy Eeed. 

769  Hark!  how  the  choral  song  of  heaven R.  S.  M. 

288  Hark,  my  soul!  it  is  the  Lord Cowper. 

161  Hark!  ten  thousand  harjia  and  voices Kelly. 

99  Hark  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour Doddridye. 

114  Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing Wesley. 

729  Hark!  the  song  of  jubilee Montyomery. 

140  Hark!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy Evans. 

113  Hark!  what  mean  those  holy  voices Cuwood. 

636  Hasten,  Lord  !  the  glorious  time Anber. 

556  Hasten,  sinner,  to  be  wise Scott. 

447  Have  mercy.  Lord!  on  me -l"^-  Psalter. 

742  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven Watts. 

660  Heavenly  Father!  may  thy  love Guest. 

466  Heavenly  Father!  to  whose  eye Conder. 

130  He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies Watts. 

177  He  lives,  the  great  Redeemer  lives Steele. 

131  Here  at  thy  cross,  incarnate  God Watts. 

750  He  reigns,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  reigns Watts. 

608  He  that  goeth  forth  with  weeping Hastinys. 

867  He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God Watts. 

345  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God Watts. 

799  High  in  yonder  realms  of  light,  Raffles. 

646  Ho,  every  one  that  thirsts!  draw  nigh Wesley. 

555  Ho!  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome Hart. 

368  Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name Needham. 

808  Holy  Father  !  thou  hast  taught  us.  

503  Holy  Ghost!  dispel  our  sadness {(r.)  Toplady, 

502  Holy  Ghost,  the  Infinite 


INDEX   TO    FIRST    LINES,  665 

HTMN 

499  Holy  Ghost!  with  light  divine Reed. 

527  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  almighty Ueber. 

82  Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  of  hosts Montgomery. 

530  Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  of  hosts Wordawortk. 

294  Holy  Jesus,  Saviour  blest Maut. 

21  Hosanna  to  the  living  Lord Heher. 

167  Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  light Wdtts. 

436  How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  0  Lord Addivon. 

583  How  beauteous  are  their  feet Wntta. 

125  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine .Coxe. 

736  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies Barluuld. 

590  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds Barhnnld. 

160  How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn H((8ti)iij^. 

714  How  charming  is  the  place Stennett. 

682  How  condescending  and  how  kind Watt^. 

573  How  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear Watts. 

324  How  firm  a  foundation Kirkhmu. 

452  How  gentle  God's  commands Doddridye. 

261  How  heavy  is  the  night Waltn. 

489  How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies Steele. 

664  How  large  the  promise,  how  divine Watts. 

404  How  oft,  alas  !  this  wretched  heart Steele. 

581  How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair Wattn. 

577  How  pleased  and  blessed  was  I Watts. 

539  How  precious  is  the  book  divine Fancclt, 

189  How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is Watts. 

540  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts Watts. 

685  How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place Watts. 

595  How  sweet  and  heavenly  is  the  sight Sicain. 

229  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds \ew(i»i. 

69  How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  a  while Kelly. 

127  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound Bown'ng. 

843  How  welcome  was  the  call.. Baher. 

501  Humble,  Lord!  my  haughty  spirit Lyte. 

400  I  ASKED  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow Neicton. 

271  I  bless  the  Christ  of  God., Bonar. 

237  If  Christ  is  mine,  then  all  is  mine Beddome. 

684  If  human  kindness  meets  return Xoel. 

529  I  give  immortal  praise Watts. 

255  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say Bonar. 


666  INDEX    TO    FIRST   LIXES. 

HYMN 

268  I  hear  the  words  of  love Bonar. 

480  I  know  no  life  divided {tv.)  Jlaasie. 

162  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives Weslei/. 

331  I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus Bonar. 

451  I  lift  my  soul  to  God Watts. 

194  I  love,  I  love  thee,  Lord  most  high Xncier. 

553  I  love  the  volumes  of  th}'  word Watts. 

675  I  love  thy  kingdom.  Lord Dwiyht. 

912  I  love  to  steal  a  while  away. Brown. 

948  I  love  to  tell  the  story Kate  Hankey. 

55  I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath Watts. 

798  I'm  a  pilgrim  and  I'm  a  stranger.... l//».  M.  S.  B.  Dana. 

802  I  'm  but  a  stranger  here Taylor. 

225  I'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord Watts. 

852  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee Watts. 

274  In  every  trying  hour 

217  In  evil  long  I  took  delight Newton. 

841  In  grief  and  fear,  to  thee,  0  Lord Bullock. 

332  In  heavenly  love  abiding Waring. 

683  In  memory  of  the  Saviour's  love Cotterill. 

122  In  stature  grows  the  heavenly  Child {tr.)  Chandler. 

963  In  sweet  exalted  strains Francis. 

141  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory Bowring. 

804  In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory Hunter. 

897  In  the  morning  hear  my  voice Montgomery. 

406  In  thy  great  loving-kindness,  Lord U.  P.  Psalter. 

84  In  thy  name,  0  Lord!  assembling Kelly. 

512  In  true  and  patient  hope Wesley. 

905  Indulgent  Father!  bj"^  whose  care Lon.  En.  Mag. 

920  Inspirer  and  Hearer  of  prayer Toplady. 

326  I  once  was  a  stranger  to  grace  and  to McCheyne. 

392  I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away Watts. 

364  I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God Watts. 

947  I  think  when  I  read  that  sweet  story  of  old Luke. 

457  Is  this  the  kind  return Watts. 

143  "It  is  finished!"  shall  we  raise 

755  It  is  not  death  to  die Bethune. 

453  It  is  thy  hand,  my  God Deck. 

407  I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord Watts. 

179  I  was  a  wandering  sheep Bonar. 

339  I  would  love  thee,  God  and  Father Guyon. 


I^'DEX    TO    FI KST    LINES.  667 

HYMN 

7^2  I  would  not  live  alway Muhlenbery. 

346  Jehovah  reigns:  he  dwells  in  light Watts. 

349  Jehovah  reigns;  his  throne  is  high Watts. 

790  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home Dickson. 

794  Jerusalem,  the  glorious Xenle. 

793  Jerusalem,  the  golden Neale. 

290  Jesus  !  all-atoning  Lamb Wesley. 

602  Jesus!  and  shall  it  ever  be ^'>''J'J- 

150  Jesus  Christ  is  risen  to-day 

203  Jesus  demands  this  heart  of  mine Steele. 

200  Jesus!  engrave  it  on  my  heart Medley. 

316  Jesus!  full  of  all  compassion Turner. 

300  Jesus  !  full  of  truth  and  love 

342  Jesus!  guide  our  way Zinzendorf. 

171  Jesus,  hail!  enthroned  in  glory Bakevrll. 

265  Jesus  !  I  live  to  thee Harbnngh. 

249  Jesus!  I  love  thy  charming  name Doddridtje. 

625  Jesus,  immortal  King!  arise Burder. 

317  Jesus  !  I  my  cross  have  taken Lyte. 

678  Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies Watts. 

287  Jesus,  Jesus  !  visit  me Dium. 

302  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God!  for  me Palmer. 

329  Jesus!  let  thy  pitying  eye Wesley. 

305  Jesus!  lover  of  my  soul Wesley. 

692  Jesus,  Master  !  hear  me  now 

307  Jesus  !  merciful  and  mild Ilastinys. 

184  Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone Ceiinic/c. 

230  Jesus,  my  Saviour!  bind  me  fast Beddome. 

180  Jesus!  my  Strength,  my  Hope Wesley. 

169  Jesus!  our  hope,  our  heart's  desire H.  A.  M. 

600  Jesus,  our  Lord!  how  rich  thy  grace Doddridije. 

298  Jesus!  save  my  dying  soul Hastings. 

175  Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun Watts. 

343  Jesus!  still  lead  on {tr.)  BortJucick. 

181  Jesus!  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep Kelly. 

182  Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend!  to  thee  Wesley. 

201  Jesus,  the  spring  of  joys  divine Steele. 

232  Jesus!  the  very  thought  of  thee Bernard. 

231  Jesus!  these  eyes  have  never  seen Palmer. 

252  Jesus!  thou  art  my  righteousness Wesley. 


668  INDEX    TO    FIRST    LINES. 

HYMN 

190  Jesus!  thou  art  the  sinner's  Friend Bm-uham, 

676  Jesus,  thou  joy  of  loving  hearts Bernard. 

133  Jesus!  thy  blood  and  righteousness (tr.)  J.   Wesley. 

195  Jesus!  thy  boundless  love  to  me [tr.)  J.  Weslei/. 

617  Jesus!  thy  church  with  longing  eyes Bathurst. 

328  Jesus!  thy  name  I  love Rylea. 

62  Jesus!  who  knows  full  well Xewton. 

680  Jesus!  with  all  thy  saints  above Watts. 

110  Join  all  the  glorious  names Watts. 

98  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come Watts. 

860  Just  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word Watts. 

192  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea Elliott. 

372  Keep  silence,  all  created  things Watts. 

351  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong Watts. 

293  King  of  kings!  and  wilt  thou  deign 

606  LABonERS  of  Christ!  arise Slgonrney. 

689  Lamb  of  God!  whose  bleeding  love Wesley. 

541  Laden  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears Watts. 

930  Lead,  kindly  light Newman. 

373  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds Watts. 

543  Let  everlasting  glories  crown Watts. 

214  Let  me  but  hear  ray  Saviour  say Watts. 

AAb  Let  sinners  take  their  course Watts. 

43  Let  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord Watts. 

18  Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind Milton. 

247  Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue Neicton. 

825  Let  Zion  praise  the  mighty  God  

589  Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake Doddridge. 

552  Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord Watts. 

80  Light  of  life!  seraphic  fire Wesley. 

699  Light  of  light !  enlighten  me {tr.)  Winckicorth. 

627  Light  of  the  lonely  pilgrim's  heart Denny. 

319  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling Wesley. 

664  Like  Noah's  weary  dove Mnhlenherg. 

135  Like  sheep  we  went  astray Watts. 

582  Lo  !  God  is  here,  let  us  adore Wesley. 

725  Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds Cennick.    Wesley. 

483  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land Wesley. 

917  Lo !  the  day  of  rest  declineth Bobbins. 


INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES.  669 

HYMN 

780  Lo!  what  a  glorious  sight  appears Watts. 

226  Lord!  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee Gurnet/. 

966  Lord  !  at  this  closing  hour Fitch. 

86  Lord!  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing Smyth. 

464  Lord!  for  ever  at  thy  side Montgomery. 

494  Lord  God  the  Holy  Ghost Montgomery. 

211  Lord!  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine Davien. 

467  Lord  !  I  cannot  let  thee  go Newton. 

637  Lord!  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice Watts. 

496  Lord!  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing Cornier. 

318  Lord!  I  know  thy  grace  is  nigh  me Ganne. 

41  Lord!  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear Watts. 

279  Lord!  in  this  thy  mercy's  day Rev.  T.  Williams. 

121  Lord  !  in  thy  temple  we  appear Williams. 

235  Lord!  it  belongs  not  to  my  care Baxter. 

385  Lord!  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days  Watts. 

245  Lord  Jesus  !  are  we  one  with  thee Deck. 

353  Lord  of  all  being  !  throned  afar Holmes. 

81  Lord  of  hosts!  how  lovely  fair Turner. 

892  Lord  of  my  life!  oh,  may  thy  praise Steele. 

916  Lord  of  my  life!  whose  tender  care Chelsea. 

584  Lord  of  the  gospel  harvest!  send 

821  Lord  of  the  harvest!  thee  we  hail Gurney. 

886  Lord  of  the  harvest!  bend  thine  ear .Hastings. 

703  Lord  of  the  Sabbath!  hear  our  vows Doddridge. 

579  Lord  of  the  worlds  above Watts. 

586  Lord  !  pour  thy  Spirit  from  on  high Montgomery. 

193  Lord  !  take  my  heart  and  let  it  be {tr.)  Wesley. 

65  Lord!  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright Montgomery. 

354  Lord!  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me Watts. 

836  Lord!  thou  hast  scourged  our  guilty  land Watts. 

908  Lord!  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray Watts. 

59  Loi'd  !  we  come  before  thee  now Hammond. 

697  Lord!  when  before  thy  throne  we  meet 

521  Lord!  when  I  all  things  would  possess Gill. 

430  Lord!  when  my  raptured  thought  surveys Steele. 

78  Lord!  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne Carlyle. 

176  Lord!  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high M^itts. 

835  Lord  !  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray Wreford. 

881  Lord!  with  glowing  heart  I 'd  praise  thee ^e^. 

314  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling Wesley, 


G70  INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES. 

HYMM 

124  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned Stennett. 

173  Mighty  God!  while  angels  bless  thee liobinaon. 

459  Mine  eyes  and  my  desire Watts. 

333  More  love  to  thee,  0  Christ Prentiss. 

157  Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb Collyer. 

525  Most  ancient  of  all  mysteries Faher. 

223  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone Allen. 

791   My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by Nelson. 

21G  My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord Watts. 

335  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee Palmer. 

24  My  God!  accept  my  early  vows  Watts. 

687  My  God  !  accept  my  heart  this  day Bridges. 

673  My  God!  and  is  thy  table  spread Doddridge. 

900  My  God!  how  endless  is  thy  love Watts. 

417  My  God  !  how  wonderful  thou  art Faher. 

399  My  God!  I  leave  to  thee  my  ways Neumarck. 

244  My  God!  I  love  thee,  not  because Xavier. 

854  My  God!  is  any  hour  so  sweet Elliott. 

416  My  God,  my  Father!  blissful  name Steele. 

482  My  God,  my  Father!  while  I  stray Elliott. 

30  My  God,  my  King!  thy  various  praise Watts. 

450  My  God,  my  life,  my  love Watts. 

391  My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be Watts. 

455  My  God  !  permit  my  tongue Watts. 

434  My  God!  the  covenant  of  thy  love Doddridge. 

241  My  God!  the  spring  of  all  my  joys Watts. 

422  My  God!  thy  service  well  demands Doddridge. 

427  My  God!  'tis  to  thy  mercy-seat Steele. 

738  My  God  !  to  thee  I  now  commend Hiller. 

209  My  gracious  Lord!  I  own  thy  right Doddridge. 

801  My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love 

811  My  Helper,  God,  I  bless  his  name Doddridge. 

312  My  Jesus!  as  thou  wilt Sehmolk. 

700  My  opening  eyes  with  rapture  see Hxitton. 

47  My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend Watts. 

511  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard Heath. 

49  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise Watts. 

572  My  soul,  how  lovely  is  the  place M^atts. 

264  My  spirit  on  thy  care Lyte. 

401  My  spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord Watts. 

778  My  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies Watts, 


INDEX    TO    FIRST   LINES.  671 

HTMN 

814  My  times  arc  in  thy  hand Lloyd. 

677  Nature  with  open  volume  stands M'atts. 

474  Nearer,  my  God!  to  thee Adams. 

889  New  every  morning  is  the  love Kehle. 

387  No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock Tate  &  Brady. 

390  No  more,  my  God!  I  boast  no  more Watts. 

876  No,  not  despairingly Temple  Ch.  Chorals. 

134  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts Watts. 

696  Not  worthy.  Lord!  to  gather  up  the Bivkersteth. 

207  Not  yet,  ye  people  of  his  choice Gill. 

88  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme Madan. 

27  Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing Watts. 

644  Now  be  the  gospel  banner Hastings. 

921  Now  from  labor  and  from  care Hastiixjs. 

909  Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts Mason. 

929  Now  God  be  with  us,  for  the  night  is M^inckicorth. 

208  Now  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart Steele. 

878  Now  is  the  accepted  time Dohell. 

164  Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey Boddridfje. 

13  Now  let  ou*-  songs  arise Goode. 

771  Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime Gibbons. 

691  Now  may  he  who  from  the  dead Newton. 

66  Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace Watts. 

865  Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid Watts. 

820  Now  thank  we  all  our  God Winekicorth. 

28  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song Watts. 

690  0  Bread  to  pilgrims  given Palmer. 

105  0  Christ!  our  true  and  only {tr.)   Winekicorth. 

721  0  day  of  rest  and  gladness Wordsworth. 

356  0  dreadful  glory,  that  doth  make Gill. 

932  0  faith  !  thou  workest  miracles Faber. 

228  0  Fount  of  good!  to  own  thy  love Doddridge. 

884  0  God!  beneath  thy  guiding  hand Bacon. 

895  0  God,  my  gracious  God!  to  thee -^^^tg-  Psalter. 

665  0  God  of  Abraham!  hear Hastings. 

441  0  God  of  Bethel!  by  whose  hand Doddridge. 

526  0  God  of  life,  whose  power  benign Russell. 

403  0  God  of  mercy!  hear  my  call Watts. 

632  0  God  of  sovereign  grace Melrose, 


672  INDEX   TO   FIRST  LINES. 

HYMtf 

381  0  God  I  thou  art  my  God  alone Montgomery. 

731  0  God!  thy  grace  and  blessing  give 

375  0  God  !  we  praise  thee  and  confess Patrick, 

772  0  happy  saints  who  dwell  in  light Berridge. 

185  0  Holy  Saviour,  Friend  unseen Elliott. 

493  0  Holy  Spirit!  come,  and  Jesus'  love Allen. 

610  0  Israel !  to  thy  tents  repair Kelly. 

256  0  Jesus  Christ!  if  aught  there  be 

258  0  Jesus,  Jesus,  dearest  Lord Faher. 

251  0  Jesus,  King  most  wonderful {tr.)  Caswall. 

888  0  Jesus,  Lord  of  heavenly  grace.... (tr.)  Chandler. 

191  0  Jesus,  Saviour  of  the  lost Bickersteth. 

250  0  Jesus!  thou  the  beauty  art {tr.)  Caswall. 

911  0  Lord!  another  day  is  flown White. 

959  0  Lord!  be  with  us  when  we  sail Nelson. 

382  0  Lord!  how  full  of  sweet  content Ouyon. 

243  0  Lord!  I  would  delight  in  thee Ryland. 

425  0  Lord  !  my  best  desires  fulfill Cowper. 

128  0  Lord  of  health  and  life  !  what  tongue Beadon. 

570  0  Lord  of  hosts  !  how  lovely  is U.  P.  Psalter. 

955  0  Lord  of  hosts!  whose  glory  fills Neale. 

628  0  Lord,  our  God!  arise Wardlaw. 

497  0  Lord!  thy  heavenly  grace  impart Oberlin. 

604  0  Lord!  thy  work  revive Brown. 

278  0  Love  divine!  how  sweet  thou  art Wesley. 

186  0  Love  divine!  that  stooped  to  share Holmes. 

784,  971  0  mother  dear,  Jerusalem F.  B.  P. 

785  0  my  sweet  home,  Jerusalem Quarles. 

768  0  paradise,  0  paradise Faher. 

149  0  Sacred  Head !  now  wounded.  {tr.)  Alexander. 

152  0  Saviour!  who  for  man  hast  trod H.  A.  M. 

616  0  Spirit  of  the  living  God Montgomery. 

236  0  thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows Burns. 

939  0  thou  in  whose  presence Swain. 

367  0  thou,  my  soul,  bless  God  the  Lord U.  P.  Psalter. 

859  0  thou  that  hearest  prayer Burton. 

281  0  thou  that  hearest  the  prayer  of  faith Toplady. 

395  0  thou  that  hearest  when  sinners  cry Watts. 

187  0  thou  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend Elliott. 

188  0  thou  to  whose  all-searching  sight Haweis. 

97  0  thou  who  by  a  star  didst  guide Neale. 


INDEX    TO   FIEST    LINES.  G73 

HYMN 

259  0  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear Moore. 

75  0  thou  who  hast  thy  servants  taught Alford. 

652  0  thou  whom  we  adore Wcnley. 

431  0  thou  whose  bounty  fills  my  cup Crewihon. 

6(57  0  thou  whose  glory  and  whose  grace..., 

954  0  thou  whose  own  vast  temple  stands Jirjant. 

253  0  thou  whose  sacred  feet  have  trod Hunts. 

402  0  thou  whose  tender  mercy  hears Steele. 

19  0  Zion  !  tune  thy  voice Doddridye. 

52  0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul Watts. 

63  Oh,  blessed  souls  are  they W<ttts. 

564  Oh,  cease,  my  wandering  soul Muhlenberf/. 

Ill  Oh,  come,  all  ye  faithful {<>•.)  Cuswnll. 

132  Oh,  come  and  mourn  with  me  a  while Faher. 

419  Oh,  could  I  find  from  day  to  day Clereland. 

90  Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth Medley. 

777  Oh,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly Steele. 

426  Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God C'ntcper. 

739  Oh,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink Bathurat. 

522  Oh,  for  a  heart  of  calm  repose 

410  Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God Wculey. 

741  Oh,  for  an  overcoming  faith Watts. 

33  Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing Wesley. 

770  Oh,  for  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray Steele. 

222  Oh,  for  that  tenderness  of  heart Wesley. 

754  Oh,  for  the  death  of  those Munttjomery. 

411  Oh,  greatly  blessed  the  people  are U.  P.  Psalter. 

210  Oh,  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice Doddridt/e. 

538  Oh,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law Watts. 

218  Oh,  may  my  heart,by  grace  renewed Fawcett. 

601  Oh,  still  in  accents  sweet  and  strong LongfeUoio. 

204  Oh,  that  I  could  for  ever  dwell Reede. 

260  Oh,  that  I  could  repent Wenley. 

196  Oh,  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone Wesley. 

415  Oh,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways Watts. 

634  Oh,  that  thy  statutes  every  hour Watts. 

277  Ob,  what  if  we  are  Christ's Baker. 

569  Oh!  where  are  kings  and  empires  now Goxe. 

767  Oh,  where  shall  rest  be  found Montgomery. 

362  Oh,  worship  the  King,  all  glorious  above Grant. 

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674  INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES. 

HYMN 

650  O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness WiUiamg. 

500  Oft  in  danger,  oft  in  woe White. 

891  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day Watts. 

592  One  sole  baptismal  sign Hobinson. 

320  One  there  is  above  all  others Neirfnn. 

783,  970  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand Stomeft. 

648  On  the  mountain's  top  appearing Kelly. 

722  On  this  day,  the  first  of  days {tr.) Baker. 

495  Our  blest  Kedcemer,  ere  he  breathed Anber. 

435  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past Watts. 

953  Our  God  stands  firm,  a  rock  and  tower 

833  Our  land,  0  Lord!  with  songs  of  praise Wesley. 

151  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead Wesley. 

405   Out  of  the  deeps  of  long  distress Watts. 

945  Pass  away,  earthly  joy Bonar. 

311  People  of  the  living  God Montijumery. 

856  Pleasant  are  thy  courts  above Lyte. 

100  Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair Watts. 

383  Praise,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid Watts. 

827  Praise,  Lord  !  for  thee  in  Zion  waits Lyte. 

832  Praise,  my  soul,  the  King  of  heaven Lyte. 

823  Praise  on  thee  in  Zion's  gates Couder. 

470  Praise  the  Lord,  his  glories  show Lyte. 

380  Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens,  adore Kewpthorne. 

829  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise Barhauld. 

667  Praise  waits  in  Zion,  Lord!  for  thee Watts. 

7  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  exalt  his  name Watts. 

29  Praise  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  shall  join Watts. 

851  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire Montgomei-y. 

289  Prince  of  peace,  control  my  will 

220  Prostrate,  dear  Jesus!  at  thy  feet Stennett. 

476  Quiet,  Lord!  my  froward  heart Newton. 

116  Raise  your  triumphant  songs Watts. 

724  Rejoice,  rejoice,  believers {tr.)  Borthwfck. 

139  Resting  from  his  work  to-day Whytehead. 

397  Return,  my  roving  heart,  return Doddridge, 

547  Return,  0  wanderer,  return ddlyer. 

680  Rise,  gracious  God!  and  shine Pratt's  Coll. 


INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES.  675 

HYMN 

797  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings ..Seagrave. 

591  Rise,  0  my  soul,  pursue  the  path Keedham. 

304  Rock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me Toplady. 

83  Safely  through  another  week Xewton. 

839  Salvation  doth  to  God  belong 

871  Salvation!  oh,  the  joyful  sound Watts. 

965  Saviour!  again  to  thy  dear  name  we EUerton. 

92  Saviour,  blessed  Saviour Thwimj. 

928  Saviour!  breathe  an  evening  blessing EdmeHton. 

679  Saviour  divine!  we  know  thy  name Doddridge. 

334  Saviour,  I  follow  on Robinson. 

336  Saviour,  I  look  to  thee Hastings. 

504  Saviour,  I  thy  word  believe Topladi/. 

941  Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us Union  Hymns. 

79  Saviour,  when  in  dust  to  thee Grant. 

661  Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding Muldenhery. 

880  Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation Newton. 

874  Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within Hyde. 

658  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stands Doddridge. 

698  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms Steele. 

730  See  the  ransomed  millions  stand Conder. 

53  See  what  a  living  stone Watts. 

893  Serene  I  laid  me  down ...Scott. 

944  Shall  we  gather  at  the  river liev.  R.  Loiory. 

257  Shepherd  divine  !  our  wants  relieve Wesley. 

669  Shepherd  of  Israel !  from  above Bathurst. 

659  Shepherd  of  tender  youth Alexandrinus. 

626  Shine,  mighty  God!  on  Zion  shine Watts. 

639  Shout  the  glad  tidings Muhlenberg. 

393  Show  pity,  Lord  !  0  Lord,  forgive Watts. 

371  Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time Hervey. 

365  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name Watts. 

10  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands Watts. 

554  Sinners!  will  you  scorn  the  message Allen. 

557  Sinners,  turn  ;  why  will  ye  die Wesley. 

734  So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower Steele. 

146  Soft  be  the  gently  breathing  notes Collyer. 

919  Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray Smith. 

918  Softly  now  the  light  of  day Doane. 

666  Soldiers  of  Christ!  arise Wesley. 


676  INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES. 

HYMN 

215  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express '. Watts. 

479  Sometimes  a  light  surprises Newton. 

17  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang Montgomery. 

752  Soon  and  forever Monsell. 

418  Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say Watts. 

615  Soon  may  the  last  glad  song  arise Fruit's  Coll. 

838  Sovereign  of  all  the  worlds  above Furman. 

620  Sovereign  of  worlds  !  display  thy  power Draper. 

*l^1  Spirit  of  truth!  on  this  thy  day Heber. 

16  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord Montgomery. 

515  Stand  up,  my  soul!  shake  off  thy  fears Watts. 

951  Stand  up,  stand  up  for  Jesus Duffield. 

958  Star  of  peace,  to  wanderers  weary 

488  Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay Wesley. 

824  Summer  ended,  harvest  o'er Phillimore. 

898  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear Keble. 

144  Surely  Christ  thy  griefs  has  borne Toplady. 

486  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh Steele. 

849  Sweet  hour  of  prayer Rev. —  Walford. 

702  Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve Edmcston. 

437  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace Watts. 

64  Sweet  is  the  work,  0  Lord Auher. 

20  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King Watts. 

906  Sweet  Saviour,  bless  us  ere  we  go Fnber. 

688  Sweet  the  moments,  rich  in  blessing Robinson. 

238  Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt Newtou. 

834  Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song Strong. 

935  Tarry  with  me,  0  my  Saviour Mrs.  J.  K.  Clark. 

605  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King Herbert.  Wesley. 

743  Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days Watts 

949  Tell  me  the  old,  old  story 

765  That  awful  day  will  surely  come Watts. 

749  That  day  of  wrath,  that  dreadful  day Scott. 

352  Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Lord Cotterill. 

817  Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name Watts. 

42  Thee  will  I  bless,  my  God  and  King 

727  The  church  has  waited  long Bonar. 

964  The  church's  one  foundation .Stone. 

913  The  day  is  past  and  gone Leland. 

926  The  day  is  past  and  over St.  Anatolius. 


INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES.  677 

HYMN 

715  The  day  of  praise  is  done 

903  The  day,  0  Lord!  is  spent Neale. 

360  The  glory  of  the  Lord 

828  The  God  of  harvest  praise Montgomery. 

168  The  head  that  once  was  crowned  with ...  Kelly. 

350  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord Watts. 

733  The  hour  of  my  departure's  come Bruce. 

443  The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord Tate  &  Brady. 

357  The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways Watts. 

348  The  Lord  is  King,  lift  up  thy  voice Conder. 

323  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd,  no  want Montyomery, 

363  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  and Watts. 

576  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns,  let Watts. 

374  The  Lord  Jehovah  unto  all U.  P.  Psalter. 

284  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare Addison, 

266  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is Watts. 

571  The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light Watts. 

377  The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might White. 

442  The  Lord  's  my  Shepherd,  I'll  not  want Rouse. 

629  The  Lord  to  my  Lord  said U.  P.  Psalter. 

643  The  morning  light  is  breaking Stnith. 

102  The  people  that  in  darkness  sat Morrison. 

50  The  pity  of  the  Lord Watts. 

686  The  promise  of  my  Father's  love Watts. 

803  The  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn..: Alexander. 

233  The  Saviour,  oh,  what  endless  charms Steele. 

931  The  shadows  of  the  evening  hours Proctor. 

344  The  spacious  firmament  on  high Addison. 

635  The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word Coicper. 

563  The  Spirit  in  our  hearts Onderdonk. 

310  The  Sun  of  righteousness  on  me Wesley. 

637  The  A'oice  of  free  grace  cries Burdsall. 

938  There  is  a  blessed  home Baker. 

788  There  is  a  fold  whence  none  can  stray East. 

136  There  is  a  fountain  filled  with  blood Cowper. 

781,  969  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight Raffles. 

805  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest Tappan. 

412  There  is  a  safe  and  secret  place Lyte. 

940  There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth Roherts. 

197  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine 

933  There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord  !  too  light Creicdson. 


678  INDEX   TO   FIRST    LINES. 

HYMN 

291  Thine  for  ever,  God  of  love Maude. 

709  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  has  made Watts. 

922  This  night,  0  Lord!  we  bless  thee 

421  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  0  Lord Enffies. 

413  Thou  art  my  portion,  0  my  God Watts. 

239  Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee  alone Doane. 

283  Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose Wesley. 

763  Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead Wesley. 

242  Thou  lovely  Source  of  true  delight Steele. 

205  Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart Steele. 

269  Thou  very  present  aid Wesley. 

662  Thou  who  a  tender  Parent  art 

671  Thou  whom  my  soul  admires  above Watts. 

528  Thou  whose  almighty  word Marriott. 

45  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life Tote. 

745  Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path White. 

927  Through  the  day  thy  love  has  spared  us Kelly. 

899  Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on Fawcett. 

623  Thy  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord Faber. 

633  Thy  name,  almighty  Lord Watts. 

618  Thy  jjeople,  Lord!  who  trust  thy  word Voke. 

313  Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord Bonar, 

370  Thy  way,  0  God!  is  in  the  sea Fawcett. 

936  Time  is  winging  us  away Burton. 

296  'T  is  a  point  I  long  to  know Newton. 

506  'T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come Watts. 

818  'T  is  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand Watts. 

129  'T  is  midnight,  and  on  Olive's  brow Tajipan. 

306  'T  is  my  happiness  below Cowper. 

746  'T  is  sweet  to  rest  in  lively  hope Toplady. 

51  To  bless  thy  chosen  race Tate. 

875  To-day  the  Saviour  calls S2iir.  Sonrjs. 

712  To-day  the  Saviour  rose Hoskins. 

524  To  God  be  glory,  peace  on  earth Tate  <k  Brady. 

6  To  God  the  great,  the  ever-blessed Watts. 

48  To  God  the  only  wise Watts. 

420  To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes Watts, 

340  To  Jesus,  the  Crown  of  my  hope Cowper. 

914  To-morrow,  Lord!  is  thine Doddridge. 

631  To  our  almighty  Maker,  God Watts. 

35  To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name Steele. 


INDEX    TO    FIRST    LINES.  679 

HTMN 

270  To  praise  our  Shepherd's  care Hnvcrqal. 

91  To  thee,  my  God  and  Saviour JTaireia. 

439  To  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord Hcginbotham. 

469   To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large Merrick. 

574  To  thy  temple  I  repair Montyamery. 

612  Triumphant  Ziou  !  lift  thy  head Doddridge. 

424  Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite Doddridge. 

414  Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hills Wntta. 

737   Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb Watts. 

347  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes Watts. 

358  Up  to  the  Loi-d,  who  reigns  on  high Watts. 

361  Upward  I  lift  mine  eye Watts. 

471  Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord Lloyd. 

388  Wait,  0  my  soul  !  thy  Malier's  will Beddome. 

726  AVake  the  song  of  jubilee Bacon. 

634  Watchman!  tell  us  of  the  night Boicrinn. 

961  We  come,  0  Lord  !  before  thy  throne Bacon. 

276  We  give  thee  but  thine  own  How. 

718  Welcome,  delightful  morn Hayward. 

869  Welcome,  0  Saviour!  to  my  heart Bourne. 

713  Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest Watts. 

322  Welcome,  welcome,  dear  Redeemer W.  M. 

148  We  sing  the  praise  of  him  who  died    Kelly. 

776  We've  no  abiding  city  here Kelly. 

800  What  are  these  in  bright  array Montgomery. 

26  What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring...  Watts. 

123  What  grace,  0  Lord!  and  beauty  shone Benny. 

831  AYhat  our  Father  does  is  well..... Schmolk. 

773  What  sinners  value  I  resign Watts. 

44  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God Watts. 

107  What  star  is  this  with  beams  so  bright Chandler. 

587  What  though  the  arm  of  conquering Doddridge. 

845  What  various  hindrances  we  meet Cowper. 

429  When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God Addison. 

398  When  at  thy  footstool,  Lord!  I  bend Lyte. 

282  When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view Grant. 

862  When,  gracious  God!  when  shall  it  be Wesley. 

789  When  I  can  read  my  title  clear Watts. 

472  When  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God Conder. 


680  INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES. 

HYMN 

837  When  in  our  hour  of  utmost  need (tr.)   Winchoorth. 

147  When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross Watts. 

104  When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still Campbell. 

254  When  languor  and  disease  invade Topladi/. 

126  When  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere Montgomery. 

C47  When,  Lord!  to  this  our  western  land Onderdonk. 

103  When  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain White. 

292  When,  my  Saviour!  shall  I  be Wedei/. 

142  When  on  Sinai's  top  I  see Montgomery. 

761  When  our  heads  are  bowed  with  woe Miiman. 

444  When  overwhelmed  with  grief. Watte. 

762  When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death Addison. 

183  When  sins  and  fears  prevailing  rise Steele. 

894  When  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies Grant, 

708  When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose Edmeaton. 

478  When  this  passing  world  has  done McCheyne. 

747  When  thou,  my  righteous  Judge  Huntingdon. 

221  When,  wounded  sore,  the  stricken  soul Alexander. 

846  Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands Bruce. 

801  Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord Stennett. 

872  While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light Dwight. 

95  While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks Tate. 

807  AVhile  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun Newton. 

432  Whilst  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power Williams. 

942  Who,  0  Lord  !  when  life  is  o'er. Auhcr. 

516  Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn Watts, 

744  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends Watts. 

490  Why  should  the  children  of  a  king Watts. 

732  Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die Watts. 

649  Why  will  ye  waste  on  trifling  cares Doddridge. 

857  Wide,  ye  heavenly  gates,  unfold Auher. 

868  With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue Watts. 

396  With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh. Elvin. 

460  With  humble  heart  and  tongue Fawcett. 

711   With  joy  we  hail  the  sacred  day Anber. 

163  With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace Watts. 

39  With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song Watts. 

870  AVith  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face Watts. 

815  With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud Watts. 

858  With  songs  of  sacred  joy Doddridge. 

408  With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament Stennett. 


INDEX   TO   FIRST   LINES.  681 

HTMN 

178  With  transport,  Lord  !  our  souls DorMridge. 

118  'Within  the  Father's  house Bcarhm. 

950  Work,  for  the  night  is  coming Dyer. 

341  Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne De  Fleury. 

609  Ye  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim 

224  Yemen  and  angels,  witness  now Beddome. 

630  Ye  messengers  of  Christ Voice. 

3  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice Watts. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God Wesley. 

275  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord Doddridge. 

666  Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor Steele. 

934  Yes,  for  me,  for  me  he  careth Bonar. 

38  Yes,  I  will  bless  thee,  0  my  God Hegiuhothnm. 

159  Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose Doddridge. 

309  Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak Wesley. 

458  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints Toplady. 

649  ZiON  stands  with  hills  surrounded Kelly. 

639  Zion!  the  marvelous  story  be  telling Muhlenberg. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS 


ADOPTION. 

454  Behold  what  wondrous  grace. 
475  Blessed  are  the  sons  of  God. 

11   Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace. 

15  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord. 
349  Jehovah  reigns  !  his  throne  is  high. 
416  My  God!  my  Father!  blissful  name. 
434  My  God !  the  covenant  of  thy  love. 
418  Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say. 

AFFLICTION. 

240  All  ye  who  seek  for  sure  relief. 
145  Beyond  where  Cedron's  waters  flow. 
481  Encompassed  with  clouds  of  distress. 
463  Gently,  gently,  lay  thy  rod. 
255  I  heard  the  voice  of  Jesus  say. 
274  In  every  trying  hour. 
453  It  is  thy  hand,  my  God. 
195  Jesus !  thy  boundless  love  to  me. 
214  Let  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say. 
385  Lord !  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days. 
401  My  spirit  sinks  within  me.  Lord ! 
186  0  Love  Divine !  that  stooped  to  share. 
236  0  thou  from  whom  all  goodness  flows. 
259  0  thou  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear. 
253  0  thou  whose  sacred  feet  have  trod. 
257  Shepherd  divine  !  our  wants  relieve. 
421  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  0  Lord  ! 
283  Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose. 
471  Wait,  my  soul,  upon  the  Lord. 
282  When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view. 
458  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints. 
82 


INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS.  683 

ALMSGIVING. 

228  0  Fount  of  good,  to  own  thy  love. 

ANXIETY. 

296  'T  is  a  point  I  long  to  know. 

ASSURANCE. 

213  And  dost  thou  say,  "Ask  what  thou  wilt"? 

271  I  bless  the  Christ  of  God. 

326  I  once  was  a  stranger  to  grace  and  to  God. 

ATONEMENT.     (See  Death  of  Christ.) 

BAPTISM. 

656  A  little  child  the  Saviour  came. 

663  Behold  what  condescending  love. 
660  Blessed  Jesus  !  here  we  stand. 

657  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill. 

654  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  come  from  on  high. 
653  Dear  Saviour,  if  these  lambs  should  stray. 

655  Great  Saviour,  who  didst  condescend. 

660  Heavenly  Father !  may  thy  love. 

664  How  large  the  promise,  how  divine. 

665  0  God  of  Abra'm  !  hear. 

661  Saviour,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding. 

658  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand. 
669  Shepherd  of  Israel,  from  above. 

659  Shepherd  of  tender  youth. 

666  Soldiers  of  Christ !  arise. 

BELIEVERS. 

Blessedness  op. 

411  Oh,  greatly  blessed  the  people  are. 

Security  op. 

519  Amazing  grace,  how  sweet  the  sound. 
468  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord. 

520  Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands. 
357  The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways. 

412  There  is  a  safe  and  secret  place. 
421  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  0  Lord. 
414  Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hills. 

361  Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

516  Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn. 


684        INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

BENEFICENCE. 

882  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart. 
228  0  Fount  of  good,  to  own  thy  love. 
276  We  give  thee  but  thino  own. 

BLINDNESS  REMOVED. 

318  Lord !  I  know  thy  grace  is  nigh  me. 

CHRIST. 
Advknt  op. 

100  All  praieo  to  thee,  eternal  Lord. 

115  As  with  gladness,  men  of  old. 

108  Brightest  an<l  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. 

96  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led. 

101  Calm  on  the  listening  car  of  night. 
112  Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus. 
117  (tod  from  on  high  hath  heard. 

109  Hark  !  hark  I  the  notes  of  joy. 

99  Hark  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes. 
11  (   Hark!  the  herald  angels  sing. 
ll.S  Hark!   what  mean  those  holy  voices. 

110  Join  all  the  glorious  names. 

98  Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come. 
105  0  Christ,  our  true  and  only  light. 

111  Oh,  come,  all  ye  faithful. 

97  0  thou  who  by  a  star  didst  guide. 
100  Plunged  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair. 

116  Raise  your  triumphant  songs. 

102  The  people  that  in  darkness  sat. 

107  What  star  is  this  with  beams  so  bright. 
104  When  Jordan  hushed  his  waters  still. 

103  When  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain. 

95  While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night. 

A  Corner-stone. 

53  See  what  a  living  stone. 

A  Friend. 

190  Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend. 

47  My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend. 
243  0  Lord,  I  would  delight  in  thee. 
320  One  there  is  above  all  others. 


INDEX  OF  suBjEcrrs.  685 

A  HTmvo-PLArF:. 

191  0  Jesus,  Saviour  of  the  lost. 

A  KixG. 

321  Hail,  ray  ever-blessed  Jesus. 
27  Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing. 

A  Leader. 

343  Jesus  !  still  lead  on. 

A  Lover. 

305  Jesus  I  lover  of  my  soul. 

A  Priest. 

321  Hail,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus. 

A   Propoft. 

321   Huil,  my  ever-blessed  Jesus. 

A  Repl'oe. 

286  As  oft,  with  worn  and  weary  feet. 
285  Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky. 
205  Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart. 

A  Rock. 

IDl  0  Jesus,  Saviour  of  the  lost. 
301  Kock  of  ages,  cleft  for  me. 

A  Shepherd. 

17'.»  I  was  a  wandering  sheep. 

181  Jesus,  the  shepherd  of  the  sheep. 

939  0  thou  in  whoso  presence  my  soul  takes  delight. 

941   Saviour,  like  a  shepherd  lead  us. 

As  Advocate. 

190  Jesus  !  thou  art  the  sinnor'a  friend. 

ASCENSIOX   OP. 

857  Wide,  ye  heavenly  gates,  unfold. 

Completeness  is. 

303  Blessed  Saviour  !  theo  I  love. 
202  Complete  in  thee,  no  work  of  mine. 
237  If  Christ  is  mine,  then  all  is  mine. 
290  Jesus,  all-atoning  lamb. 

CORO.VATIOX   OP. 

32  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus*  name. 


686  INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS. 

Death  of. 

199  Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb. 
149  0  Sacred  Head,  now  wounded. 
129  'T  is  midnight,  and  on  Olive's  brow. 

Dependence  on. 

307  Jesus,  merciful  and  mild. 

Exaltation  of. 

165  Arise,  ye  people,  and  adore. 

152  0  Saviour,  who  for  man  hast  trod. 

151  Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead. 

178  With  transport.  Lord,  our  souls  proclaim. 

159  Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose. 

Faithfulness  of. 

288  Hark,  my  soul,  it  is  the  Lord. 

Glory  of. 

9  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
90  Oh,  could  I  speak  the  matchless  worth. 
28  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song. 

Humiliation  of. 

]06  All  praise  to  thee,  eternal  Lord. 

In  Presence  of  the  Doctors. 
118  Within  the  Father's  house. 

In  the  Arms  of  Skmeon. 

121  Lord  !  in  thj'  temple  we  appear. 

Intercession  op. 

187  0  thou,  the  contrite  sinner's  Friend. 

Light  of  the  World. 

890  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun. 
896  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies. 

93  Lead,  kindly  light. 
319  Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling. 
892  Lord  of  my  life,  oh  may  thy  praise. 
889  New  every  morning  is  the  love. 
105  0  Christ!  our  true  and  only  light. 
895  0  God,  my  gracious  God  !  to  thee. 
888  0  Jesus,  Lord  of  heavenly  grace. 

891  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day. 


INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS.  687 

893  Serene  I  laid  me  down. 

894  When  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies. 

Likeness  to. 

213  And  dost  thou  say,  "Ask  what  thou  wilt"? 
307  Jesus,  merciful  and  mild. 

Longing  for. 

327  Come,  Jesus,  Redeemer,  abide  thou  with  me. 

328  Come,  my  Redeemer,  come. 
287  Jesus,  Jesus,  visit  me. 

231  Jesus,  these  eyes  have  never  seen. 
207  Not  yet,  ye  people  of  his  grace. 

340  To  Jesus,  the  crown  of  my  hope. 

341  Ye  angels  who  stand  round  the  throne. 

Loveliness  of. 

125  How  beauteous  were  the  marks  divine. 

122  In  stature  grows  the  heavenly  child. 
124  Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthroned. 
251  0  Jesus,  king  most  wonderful. 

250  0  Jesus,  thou  the  beauty  art. 

123  "What  grace,  0  Lord,  and  beauty  shone. 

LOTING-KINDNESS   OF. 

25  Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays. 

Love  of. 

195  Jesus  !  thy  boundless  love  to  me. 
35  To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name. 

Love  to. 

273  Blessed  be  thy  love,  dear  Lord. 

248  Compared  with  Christ,  in  all  beside. 

9  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
234  Dearest  of  all  the  names  above. 
246  Do  not  I  love  thee,  0  my  Lord. 
194  I  love,  I  love  thee,  Lord  most  high. 
203  Jesus  demands  this  heart  of  mine. 

249  Jesus  !  I  love  thy  charming  name. 
305  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul. 

232  Jesus  !  the  very  thought  of  thee. 
328  Jesus  !  thy  name  I  love. 
333  More  love  to  thee,  0  Christ. 
244  My  God  !  I  love  thee,  not  because. 


688  INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS. 

258  0  Jesus,  Jesus,  dearest  Lord. 
278  O  Love  Divine  !  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
204  Oh,  that  I  could  for  ever  dwell. 
334  Saviour  !  I  follow  on. 
16  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord. 

Miracles  op. 

120  All  praise  to  thee,  0  Lord. 

128  0  Lord  of  health  and  life,  what  tongue. 

126  When  like  a  stranger  on  our  sphere. 

Name  op. 
229  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds. 
197  There  is  none  other  name  than  thine. 

Needpul. 

200  Jesus  !  engrave  it  on  my  heart. 

Praise  to. 

32  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name. 
34  Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers. 
87  Children  of  the  heavenly  King. 

36  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs. 
94  Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing. 
47  My  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend. 
27  Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing. 

33  Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing. 
26  What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring. 

Priesthood  op. 

14  Awake  and  sing  the  song. 
162  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 
164  Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey. 
846  Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands. 

Besttrrection  of. 

162  I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 
150  Jesus  Christ  is  risen  to-day. 
53  See  what  a  living  stone. 

Righteousness  op. 

252  Jesus,  thou  art  my  righteousness. 
133  Oh,  come  and  mourn  with  me  a  while. 
281  0  thou  that  hearest  the  prayer  of  faith. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

Stilling  the  Tempest. 

119  Fierce  raged  the  storm  of  winds. 

Submission  to. 

293  King  of  kings  !  and  wilt  thou  deign. 
289  Prince  of  peace  !  control  my  will. 
292  When,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be. 

Titles  of. 

102  The  people  that  in  darkness  sat. 

The  Lamb. 

337  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God. 
199  Behold  the  sin-atoning  Lamb. 

56  Come,  all  ye  saints  of  God. 

36  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs. 

67  Glory  to  God  on  high. 
302  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God,  for  me. 
144  Surely  Christ  thy  griefs  has  borne. 

The  Life. 

295  Christ,  of  all  my  hopes  the  ground. 

294  Holy  Jesus,  Saviour  blest. 

The  only  Saviour. 

207  Jesus,  the  spring  of  joys  divine. 

The  Truth. 

294  Holy  Jesus,  Saviour  blest. 

The  "Way. 

294  Holy  Jesus,  Saviour  blest. 

239  Thou  art  the  way,  to  thee  alone. 

Union  with. 

263  Dear  Saviour  !  we  are  thine. 

245  Lord  Jesus  !  are  we  one  with  thee  ? 

Weeping. 

267  Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep. 

CHIEF  OF  SINNERS. 

301  Chief  of  sinners  though  I  be. 

CHILDREN. 

943  Come,  let  us  sing  of  Jesus. 
952  Glory  and  praise  and  honor. 
44 


690  INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS. 

540  How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts. 

441  0  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand. 

941  Saviour  !  like  a  shepherd  lead  us. 

460  With  humble  heart  and  tongue. 

CHRISTIAN  WORK. 

603  Go,  labor  on,  spend  and  be  spent. 
602  Jesus  !  and  shall  it  ever  be. 

601  Oh,  still  in  accents  sweet  and  strong. 

604  0  Lord !  thy  work  revive. 

605  Teach  me,  my  God  and  King. 

CHURCH. 

15  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord. 
81  Lord  of  hosts  !  how  lovely  fair. 
19  0  Zion,  tune  thy  voice. 

7  Praise  ye  the  Lord !  exalt  his  name. 
83  Safely  through  another  week. 

CLOSE  OF  SERVICE.     (See  Evening.) 
9G8  Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing.  Lord. 
86  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing. 
916  Lord  of  my  life !  whose  tender  care. 

CONFESSION  OF  CHRIST. 

225  I  'm  not  ashamed  to  own  my  Lord. 
317  Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken. 
311  People  of  the  living  God. 
224  Ye  men  and  angels,  witness  now. 

CONSECRATION. 

227  And  must  I  part  with  all  I  have. 
303  Blessed  Saviour !  thee  I  love. 
272  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine. 
465  Father  of  eternal  grace. 
212  Forth  in  thy  name,  0  Lord  !  I  go. 
392  I  send  the  joys  of  earth  away. 
265  Jesus,  I  live  to  thee. 
230  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  bind  me  fast. 
180  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope. 
211  Lord!  I  am  thine,  entirely  thine. 
209  My  gracious  Lord,  I  own  thy  right. 
208  Now  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS.  691 

210  Oh,  happy  day  that  fixed  my  choice. 
497  0  Lord !  thy  heavenly  grace  impart. 
291  Thine  for  ev^er,  God  of  love. 
869  Welcome,  0  Saviour,  to  my  heart. 
44  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God. 

CONSISTENCY. 

215  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express. 

CONTENTMENT. 

423  Father  !  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss. 

•  CONVERSION.     (See  Repentance.) 

CONVICTION  OF  SIN.     (See  liejyentance.) 

CROSS-BEARING. 

226  Lord  !  as  to  thy  dear  cross  we  flee. 
223  Must  Jesus  bear  the  cross  alone. 
306  'T  is  my  happiness  below. 

DEATH. 

735  Asleep  in  Jesus,  blessed  sleep. 

740  Faith  adds  new  charms  to  early  bliss. 

742  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims. 

736  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies. 

738  My  God !  to  thee  I  now  commend. 

731  0  God  !  thy  grace  and  blessing  give. 

739  Oh,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink. 

741  Oh,  for  an  overcoming  faith. 

734  So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower. 

743  Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days. 
733  The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come. 

745  Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path. 
936  Time  is  winging  us  away. 

746  'T  is  sweet  to  rest  in  lively  hope. 

737  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb. 

744  Why  do  we  mourn  departed  friends. 

732  Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 

Triumph  over. 

52  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

DECLENSION  MOURNED. 

238  Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt. 


692  INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS. 

242  Thou  lovely  source  of  true  delight. 

DEDICATION  OF  A  CHURCH. 

957  And  will  the  great,  eternal  God. 
956  An  earthly  temple  here  we  raise. 

962  Christ  is  our  corner  stone. 

963  In  sweet  exalted  strains. 

955  0  Lord  of  hosts,  whose  glory  fills. 
954  0  thou  whose  own  vast  temple  stands. 

DESIRE  FOR  GOD. 

433  As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams. 
389  As  pants  the  hart  for  water  brooks. 
450  My  God !  my  life,  my  love. 
455  My  God  !  permit  my  tongue. 

419  Oh,  could  I  find  from  day  to  day. 
426  Oh,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God. 

381  0  God  !  thou  art  my  God  alone. 

382  0  Lord !  how  full  of  sweet  content. 
425  0  Lord  !  my  best  desires  fulfill. 

420  To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes. 

DISCIPLINE. 

448  And  shall  I  sit  alone. 

463  Gently,  gently,  lay  thy  rod. 

466  Heavenly  Father !  to  whose  eye. 

400  I  asked  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow. 

474  Nearer,  my  God !  to  thee. 

DISMISSION.     (See  Close  of  Service.) 

DUTY. 

456  A  charge  to  keep  I  have. 

EVENING. 

923  Abide  with  me  !  fast  falls  the  eventide. 
902  All  praise  to  thee,  my  God !  this  night. 
904  At  even,  ere  the  sun  was  set. 

925  Day  by  day  the  manna  fell. 

907  Dread  Sovereign!  let  my  evening  song. 

915  Fading,  still  fading,  the  last  beam  is  shining. 

937  God  is  my  strong  salvation. 

924  God,  who  madest  earth  and  heaven. 


INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS.  693 

901  Great  God !  to  tliee  my  evening  song. 

910  Hail,  tranquil  hour  of  closing  day. 

912  I  love  to  steal  a  while  away. 

905  Indulgent  Father  !  by  whose  care. 

920  Inspirer  and  Hearer  of  prayer. 

930  Lead,  kindly  light,  amid  the  encircling  gloom. 

916  Lord  of  my  life,  whose  tender  care. 

908  Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray. 

917  Lo  !  the  day  of  rest  declineth. 
900  My  God  !  how  endless  is  thy  love. 

921  Now  from  labor  and  from  care. 

909  Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts. 

929  Now  God  be  with  us,  for  the  night  is  closing. 

932  0  faith  !  thou  workcst  miracles. 

911  0  Lord  !  another  day  is  flown. 

939  0  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight. 
928  Saviour !  breathe  an  evening  blessing. 

941  Saviour  !  like  a  shepherd  lead  us. 
919  Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray. 

918  Softly  now  the  light  of  day. 

898  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Saviour  dear. 

906  Sweet  Saviour!  bless  us  ere  we  go. 

935  Tarry  with  me,  0  my  Saviour. 

913  The  day  is  past  and  gone. 
926  The  day  is  jiast  and  over. 
903  The  day,  0  Lord  !  is  spent. 
938  There  is  a  blessed  home. 

940  There  is  no  name  so  sweet  on  earth. 

933  There  is  no  sorrow,  Lord  !  too  light. 

931  The  shadows  of  the  evening  hours. 

922  This  night,  0  Lord !  we  bless  thee. 

936  Time  is  winging  us  away. 

942  "Who,  0  Lord !  when  life  is  o'er. 

ENCOURAGEMENTS. 

64  Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat. 

FAITH. 

389  As  pants  the  hart  for  water-brooks. 

507  Author  of  faith,  eternal  Word. 

508  By  faith  in  Christ  I  walk  with  God. 
505  Faith  is  a  living  power  from  heaven. 


694  IlfDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

369  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way. 

438  God,  my  supporter  and  my  hope. 

480  I  know  no  life  divided. 

180  Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope. 

445  Let  sinners  take  their  course. 

464  Lord  !  for  ever  at  thy  side. 

399  My  God !  I  leave  to  thee  my  ways. 

427  My  God !  't  is  to  thy  mercy-seat. 
387  No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock. 
932  0  faith  !  thou  workest  miracles. 
381  0  God !  thou  art  my  God  alone. 
383  Praise,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid. 
606  'T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come. 
361  Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

444  When  overwhelmed  with  grief. 

432  Whilst  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power. 

458  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints. 

'  Prayed  for. 

428  Alas  !  what  hourly  dangers  rise. 

FAITH  IN  CHRIST. 

330  By  me,  0  my  Saviour !  stand. 

272  Dear  Lord  and  Master  mine. 

332  In  heavenly  love  abiding. 

342  Jesus  !  guide  our  way. 

305  Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul. 

182  Jesus,  the  sinner's  Friend !  to  thee. 

335  My  faith  looks  up  to  thee. 
264  My  spirit  on  thy  care. 

185  0  holy  Saviour,  Friend  unseen. 
191  0  Jesus,  Saviour  of  the  lost. 

336  Saviour  !  I  look  to  thee. 

283  Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose. 
269  Thou  very  present  aid. 

FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

451  I  lift  my  soul  to  God. 

441  0  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand. 

460  With  humble  heart  and  tongue. 

(See  Morning,  Evening,  Bajitism.) 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS.        695 

FAST  DAY. 

840  Dread  Jehovah,  God  of  nations. 

841  In  grief  and  fear,  to  thee,  0  Lord  ! 

836  Lord  !  thou  hast  scourged  our  guilty  land. 

837  When  in  our  hour  of  utmost  need. 

FELLOWSHIP. 

24  My  God  !  accept  my  early  vows. 
856  Pleasant  are  thy  courts  above. 

GOD  THE  FATHER. 

355  Awake,  my  tongue!  thy  tribute  bring. 

359  Give  thanks  to  God ;  he  reigns  above. 

345  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God. 

346  Jehovah  reigns ;  he  dwells  in  light. 

349  Jehovah  reigns ;  his  throne  is  high. 

351  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong. 

353  Lord  of  all  being  !  throned  afar. 

354  Lord !  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through. 

356  Oh,  dreadful  glory,  that  doth  make. 

352  Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Lord ! 

350  The  heavens  declare  thy  glorj',  Lord ! 

357  The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways. 
348  The  Lord  is  King;   lift  up  thy  voice. 

344  The  spacious  firmament  on  high. 

347  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

358  Up  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  above. 

GOD. 
A  Creator. 

31   Come,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays. 
12  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad. 

345  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God. 

55  I  '11  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath. 
364  I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God. 

360  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

350  The  heavens  declare  thy  glory.  Lord! 
344  The  spacious  firmament  on  high. 

A  Judge. 

39  With  my  whole  heart  I  '11  raise  my  song. 

A  Refuge. 

440  Dear  refuge  of  my  weary  soul. 


696  INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS. 

384  God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints. 

A  Rock. 

444  When  overwhelmed  with  grief. 

A  Shepherd. 

4  All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell. 
443  The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord. 
442  The  Lord's  my  shepherd,  I  '11  not  want. 
439  To  thee,  my  Shepherd  and  my  Lord. 
469  To  thy  pastures  fair  and  large. 
3  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice. 

Decrees  of. 

372  Keep  silence,  all  created  things. 
388  Wait,  0  my  soul,  thy  Maker's  will. 

Eternity  of. 

376  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou. 
345  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God. 
435  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past. 

Faithfitlness  of. 

40  Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme, 
468  Cast  thy  burden  on  the  Lord. 

49  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise. 
479  Sometimes  a  light  surprises. 

45  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life. 

48  To  God,  the  only  wise. 

Fatherhood  of. 

11  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace. 
349  Jehovah  reigns;  his  throne  is  high. 

417  My  God!  how  wonderful  thou  art! 
434  My  God !  the  covenant  of  thy  love. 
371  Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time. 

418  Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say. 
421  Thou  art  my  hiding-place,  0  Lord  I 
420  To  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes. 

Forgiving  Love  op. 

367  0  thou  my  soul,  bless  God  the  Lord. 

Glory  op. 

43  Let  them  neglect  thy  glory.  Lord. 


INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS.  697 

Goodness  of. 

452  How  gentle  God's  commands. 
18  Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind. 
30  My  God !  my  King !  thy  various  praise. 
62  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 
7  Praise  ye  the  Lord ;  exalt  his  name. 

45  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life. 
44  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God. 

3  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice. 

Government  of. 

346  Jehovah  reigns ;  he  dwells  in  light. 
349  Jehovah  reigns;  his  throne  is  high. 
351  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong. 
348  The  Lord  is  King;  lift  up  thy  voice. 
363  The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns. 
51  To  bless  thy  chosen  race. 
358  Up  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high. 

Grace  of. 

34  Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers. 
23  Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God. 
11  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace. 

46  Early,  my  God,  without  delay. 
544  Grace,  't  is  a  charming  sound. 

326  I  once  was  a  stranger  to  grace  and  to  God. 
407  I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord. 

43  Let  them  neglect  thy  glory.  Lord  ! 
390  No  more,  my  God !  I  boast  no  more. 

28  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song. 

10  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands. 
357  The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways. 

39  With  my  whole  heart  I  '11  raise  my  song. 

Holiness  of. 

368  Holy  and  reverend  is  the  name. 

Incomprehensible. 

369  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way. 
356  Oh,  dreadful  glory  that  doth  make. 

370  Thy  way,  0  God !  is  in  the  sea. 
Love  op. 

379  God  is  love;  his  mercy  brightens. 
28  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song. 


698  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 

Love  to. 
339  I  would  love  thee,  God  and  Father. 

Majesty  of. 

89  Hallelujah!  raise,  oh  raise. 

16  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord. 

42  Thee  will  I  bless,  my  God  and  King. 

39  With  my  whole  heart  I'll  raise  my  song. 

Mercy  op. 

37  Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God. 

49  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise. 

50  The  pity  of  the  Lord. 

Omnipresence  op. 

462  Beyond,  beyond  that  boundless  sea. 

Omniscience  of. 

355  Awake,  my  tongue  !  thy  tribute  bring. 

852  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee. 

354  Lord  !  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through. 

Pardon  op. 

49  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise. 
63  Oh,  blessed  souls  are  they. 

Perfections  of. 

345  High  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God. 

353  Lord  of  all  being  !  throned  afar. 

417  My  God!  how  wonderful  thou  art! 

362  Oh,  worship  the  King  all-glorious  above. 

375  0  God  !  we  praise  thee  and  confess. 

360  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

357  The  Lord,  how  wondrous  are  his  ways. 

Power  of. 

31  Come,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays. 

364  I  sing  the  almighty  power  of  God. 

365  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name. 

377  The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might. 

Praise  to. 

4  All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell. 
34  Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers. 

8  Around  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne. 
14  Awake  and  sing  the  song. 


INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS.  699 

2  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne. 

40  Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme. 

23  Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God. 

56  Come,  all  ye  saints  of  God. 

31  Come,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays, 

11  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace. 

12  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad. 

15  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord. 

9  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
46  Early,  my  God !  without  delay. 

5  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies. 

57  Glory  to  God  on  high. 

22  God  of  my  life  !  through  all  my  days. 
21  Hosanna  to  the  living  God. 
55  I  '11  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath. 
43  Let  them  neglect  thy  glory.  Lord ! 

18  Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind. 

41  Lord !  in  the  morffing  thou  shalt  hear. 

24  My  God  !  accept  my  early  vows. 

30  My  God !  my  King  !  thy  various  praise. 
49  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise, 

13  Now  let  our  songs  arise. 

52  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

19  0  Zion  !  tune  thy  voice. 

7  Praise  ye  the  Lord !  exalt  his  name. 
29  Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  my  heart  shall  join. 
10  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands. 
17  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang. 

16  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord. 

20  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King. 
54  Sweet  is  the  work,  0  Lord. 

42  Thee  will  I  bless,  my  God  and  King. 

50  The  pity  of  the  Lord. 

45  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life. 

51  To  bless  thy  chosen  race. 

6  To  God,  the  great,  the  ever-blessed. 
48  To  God,  the  only  wise. 

44  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God? 

39  With  my  whole  heart  I  '11  raise  my  song. 

3  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim. 


700  INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 

38  Yes,  I  will  bless  thee,  0  my  God. 

Providence  op. 

378  Call  Jehovah  thy  salvation. 

449  Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs. 

461  Father !  I  know  that  all  my  life. 

359  Give  thanks  to  God ;  he  reigns  above. 

369  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way. 

436  How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  0  Lord. 
399  My  God !  I  leave  to  thee  my  ways. 
441  0  God  of  Bethel !  by  whose  hand. 
371  Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time. 
479  Sometimes  a  light  surprises. 

437  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace. 
374  The  Lord  Jehovah  unto  all. 

370  Thy  way,  0  God  !  is  in  the  sea. 
347  Up  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes. 
358  Up  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high. 
361  Upward  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

432  Whilst  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power. 
458  Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints. 

Works  of. 

373  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds. 
42  Thee  I  will  bless,  my  God  and  King. 

HEAVEN. 

779  Arise,  my  soul,  fly  up  and  run. 

774  As  when  the  weary  traveler  gains. 

795  Brief  life  is  here  our  portion. 

775  Descend  from  heaven,  immortal  Dove. 
787  Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night. 
782  Father  !  I  long,  I  faint,  to  see. 

796  For  thee,  0  dear,  dear  country. 

806  From  thee,  my  God  !  my  joys  shall  rise. 
786  Give  me  the  Avings  of  faith  to  rise. 
769  Hark!  how  the  choral  song  of  heaven. 
799  High  in  yonder  realms  of  light. 
798  I  'm  a  pilgrim,  and  I  'm  a  stranger. 
802  I  'm  but  a  stranger  here. 
804  In  the  Christian's  home  in  glory. 
792  I  would  not  live  alway. 
790  Jerusalem,  my  happy  home. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS.  701 

794  Jerusalem,  the  glorious. 
793  Jerusalem,  the  golden. 

780  Lo  !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears. 
791  My  days  are  gliding  swiftly  by. 
801  My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love. 

778  My  thoughts  surmount  these  lower  skies. 

771  Now  let  our  souls  on  wings  sublime. 
777  Oh,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly. 
770  Oh,  for  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray. 

772  0  happy  saints,  who  dwell  in  light. 

783  On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand. 

784  0  mother  dear,  Jerusalem. 

785  0  my  sweet  home,  Jerusalem. 
768  0  Paradise,  0  Paradise. 

797  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. 

944  Shall  we  gather  at  the  river. 

788  There  is  a  fold  whence  none  can  stray. 

781  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight. 
805  There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest. 
803  The  roseate  hues  of  early  dawn. 

HOLY  SPIRIT. 
Comforter. 

502  Holy  Ghost,  the  Infinite ! 

495  Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed. 

Eaknest  of. 

490  Why  should  the  children  of  a  King. 

Grieved. 
488  Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit !  stay. 

Indwelling. 

486  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh. 

Prayed  for. 

879  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  come. 

487  Come,  sacred  Spirit !  from  above. 

491  Enthroned  on  high,  almighty  Lord. 

484  Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess. 

485  Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love ! 

498  Gracious  Spirit !  Love  divine  ! 
603  Holy  Ghost !  dispel  our  sadness. 

499  Holy  Ghost !  with  light  divine. 


702  INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS. 

494  Lord  God,  the  Holy  Ghost ! 

496  Lord !  I  hear  of  showers  of  blessing. 

522  Oh,  for  a  heart  of  calm  repose. 
604  Saviour !  I  thy  word  believe. 

523  Thy  home  is  with  the  humble,  Lord. 

Sealing  op. 

498  Gracious  Spirit !  Love  divine. 
504  Saviour !  I  thy  word  believe. 

Works  op. 

489  How  helpless  guilty  nature  lies. 

HOPE. 

446  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears. 

512  In  true  and  patient  hope. 

HUMILITY. 

513  Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart. 
501  Humble,  Lord  !  my  haughty. 
180  Jesus,  my  Strength,  my  Hope. 
192  Just  as  I  am,  without  one  plea. 
476  Quiet,  Lord  !  my  froward  heart. 
410  Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God. 
205  Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart. 
523  Thy  home  is  with  the  humble.  Lord ! 
424  Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite. 

IMITATION  OF  CHRIST. 

216  My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord. 
410  Oh,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God. 

IMPORTUNATE  PRAYER. 

4G7  Lord  !  I  cannot  let  thee  go. 

INSTALLATION.     (See  Ministry.) 

INVOCATION. 

67  Come,  dearest  Lord  !  descend  and  dwell. 
72  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove. 
77  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator !  come. 

68  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  calm  my  mind. 
76  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  heavenly  Dove. 
70  Come,  0  Creator  Spirit  blest. 

V4  Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints. 


INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS.  703 

85  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit. 
71  Father  of  heaven  !  whose  love  profound. 
Y3  Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift. 

82  Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  of  hosts !  when. 
21  Hosanna  to  the  living  Lord. 

69  How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  a  while. 
84  In  thy  name,  0  Lord  !  assembling. 

80  Light  of  life  !  seraphio  Fire  ! 

81  Lord  of  hosts !  how  lovely  fair. 
59  Lord  !  we  come  before  thee  now. 

78  Lord !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne. 
66  Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace. 
75  0  thou  who  hast  thy  servants  taught. 

83  Safely  through  another  week. 

79  Saviour  !  when  in  dust  to  thee. 

JESUS. 
Name  op. 

229  How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds. 
33  Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing. 

JOY. 

87  Children  of  the  heavenly  King. 
15  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord. 

241  My  God  !  the  spring  of  all  my  joys. 

88  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme. 

JUSTIFICATION. 

262  Ah!  how  shall  fallen  man. 

133  Jesus  !  thy  blood  and  righteousness. 
390  No  more,  my  God !  I  boast  no  more. 

134  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts. 

281  0  thou  that  hearest  the  prayer  of  faith. 

LAW  OF  GOD. 

532  Blessed  are  the  undefiled  in  heart. 

452  How  gentle  God's  commands. 

638  Oh,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law. 

415  Oh,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 

534  Oh,  that  thy  statutes  every  hour. 

360  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

413  Thou  art  my  portion,  0  my  God. 

870  With  my  whole  heart  I  sought  thy  face. 


704  INDEX   OF  SUBJECIS. 

LAYING  CORNER-STONE. 

956  An  earthly  temple  here  we  raise. 
955  0  Lord  of  hosts  !  whose  glory  fills. 
964  The  church's  one  foundation. 

LIFE. 
Brevity  of. 

936  Time  is  winging  us  away. 

LOOKING  TO  JESUS. 

217  In  evil  long  I  took  delight. 

LORD'S  DAY. 

155  Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day. 
844  Great  God  !  indulge  my  humble  claim. 
154  Hail  the  day  that  sees  him  rise. 
160  How  calm  and  beautiful  the  morn. 
28  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song. 
83  Safely  through  another  week. 

63  See  what  a  living  stone. 

20  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King. 

64  Sweet  is  the  work,  0  Lord. 
159  Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose. 

MARRIAGE. 

843  How  welcome  was  the  call. 

MERCY  OF  THE  LORD. 

407  I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord. 

MERCY-SEAT. 

864  Dear  Father !  to  thy  mercy-seat. 
440  Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul. 
855  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows. 
427  My  God !  't  is  to  thy  mercy-seat. 

MINISTRY. 

275  Y^e  servants  of  the  Lord. 

MISSIONS. 

4  All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell. 
2  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne. 

885  Behold,  the  heathen  waits  to  know. 

5  From  all  that  dwell  below  tlie  skies. 


INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS.  705 

886  Lord  of  the  harvest !  bend  thine  ear. 
13  Now  let  our  songs  arise. 

859  0  thou  that  hearest  prayer  ! 
10  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands. 
51  To  bless  thy  chosen  raee. 

3  Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim. 

MORNING. 

890  Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun. 

896  Christ,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies. 
46  Early,  my  God !  without  delay, 

887  God  of  the  morning  !  at  whose  voice. 

897  In  the  morning  hear  my  voice. 

41  Lord !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear. 
892  Lord  of  my  life  !  oh,  may  thy  praise. 
889  New  every  morning  is  the  love. 
895  0  God,  my  gracious  God !  to  thee. 

888  0  Jesus  !  Lord  of  heavenly  grace. 

891  Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day. 
895  Serene  I  laid  me  down. 

894  When  streaming  fi'om  the  eastern  skies. 

MONTHLY  CONCERT.  (See  Mlssiom.) 

NATIONAL. 

842  Before  the  Lord  we  bow. 
884  0  God !  beneath  thy  guiding  hand. 
953  Our  God  stands  firm,  a  rock  and  tower. 
833  Our  land,  0  Lord !  with  songs  of  praise. 

NEARNESS  OF  CHRIST. 

325  Begone,  unbelief,  my  Saviour  is  near. 

NEARNESS  TO  GOD. 

474  Nearer,  my  God  !  to  thee. 

OPENING  OF  SERVICE. 

32  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name. 

4  All  people  that  on  earth  do  dwell. 
64  Approach,  my  soul,  the  mercy-seat. 
34  Arise,  my  soul,  my  joyful  powers. 

8  Around  the  Saviour's  lofty  throne. 
45 


706  INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 

14  Awake  and  sing  the  song. 

25  Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  laj'S. 
2  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne. 

40  Begin,  my  tongue,  some  heavenly  theme. 

61  Behold  the  throne  of  grace. 

23  Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God. 

56  Come,  all  ye  saints  of  God. 

67  Come,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day. 
37  Come,  happy  souls,  approach  your  God. 

72  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove. 

68  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  calm  my  mind. 

77  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  Creator !  come. 
36  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs. 

70  Come,  0  Creator  Spirit  blest. 

31  Come,  0  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays. 

11  Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace. 

12  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad. 

74  Come,  thou  desire  of  all  thy  saints. 
85  Come,  thou  soul-transforming  Spirit. 

15  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord. 

58  Come,  ye  disconsolate. 

9  Come,  ye  that  love  the  Saviour's  name. 
46  Early,  my  God !  without  delay. 

71  Father  of  heaven  !  whose  love  profound. 

57  Glory  to  God  on  high. 

22  God  of  my  life  !  oh,  may  thy  praise^ 

73  Great  Father  of  each  perfect  gift. 

82  Holy,  holy,  holy.  Lord  God  almighty. 
21  Hosanna  to  the  living  Lord. 

69  How  sweet  to  leave  the  world  a  while. 
55  I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath. 
84  In  thy  name,  0  Lord !  assembling. 

62  Jesus,  who  knoAvs  full  well. 

43  Let  them  neglect  thy  glory.  Lord ! 
18  Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind. 

80  Light  of  life!  seraphic  Fire! 

81  Lord  of  hosts  !  how  lovely  fair. 

41  Lord  !  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear. 
65  Lord !  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright. 

59  Lord  !  we  come  before  thee  now. 

78  Lord !  when  we  bend  before  thy  throne. 


INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS.  707 

24  My  God !  accept  my  early  vows. 

30  My  God,  my  King !  thy  various  praise. 

47  My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend. 

49  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise. 

27  Now  be  my  heart  Inspired  to  sing. 

13  Now  let  our  songs  arise. 

17  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song. 

63  Oh,  blessed  souls  are  they. 

52  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

33  Oh,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing. 
75  0  thou  who  hast  thy  servants  taught. 

19  0  Zion  !  tune  thy  voice. 

7  Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  exalt  his  name. 

29  Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  my  heart  shall  join. 

83  Safely  through  another  week. 

79  Saviour  !  when  in  dust  to  thee. 

53  See  what  a  living  stone. 

10  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands. 
17  Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang. 
16  Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord. 

20  Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King. 

54  Sweet  is  the  work,  0  Lord. 

42  Thee  I  will  bless,  my  God  and  King. 

50  The  pity  of  the  Lord. 

45  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life. 

PRAYER  FOR  PROTECTION. 

461  Father !  I  know  that  all  my  life. 

PRAYER  MEETING. 

883  Almighty  God  !  thy  word  is  cast. 
885  Behold,  the  heathen  waits  to  know. 
882  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heai't. 
873  Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death. 
879  Come,  Holy  Spirit !  come. 
850  Come,  let  us  sing  the  song  of  songs. 

847  Come,  thou  almighty  King. 

864  Dear  Father  !  to  thy  mercy-seat. 
877  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God. 

848  Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone. 
853  Far  from  the  world,  0  Lord  !  I  flee. 

855  From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows. 


708  INDEX   OF   SUBJECTS. 

863  God  calling  yet!  shall  I  not  hear. 

866  Grant  me  within  thy  courts  a  place. 

844  Great  God  !  indulge  my  humble  claim. 

867  He  that  hath  made  his  refuge  God. 
852  In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee. 

860  Just  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word. 
886  Lord  of  the  harvest !  bend  thine  ear. 

881  Lord !  with  glowing  heart  I'd  praise  thee. 
854  My  God !  is  any  hour  so  sweet. 
876  No,  not  despairingly. 

878  Now  is  the  accepted  time. 

865  Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid. 
884  0  God  !  beneath  thy  guiding  hand. 
859  0  thou  that  hearest  prayer. 
856  Pleasant  are  thy  courts  above. 
851  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire. 

871  Salvation,  oh,  the  joyful  sound. 
880  Saviour  !  visit  thy  plantation. 

874  Say,  sinner,  hath  a  voice  within. 

849  Sweet  hour  of  prayer,  sweet  hour  of  prayer. 

875  To-day  the  Saviour  calls. 

879  Welcome,  0  Saviour !  to  my  heart. 

845  What  various  hindrances  we  meet. 

862  When,  gracious  Lord  !  when  shall  it  be. 

846  Where  high  the  heavenly  temple  stands. 

861  Where  two  or  three  with  sweet  accord. 

872  While  life  prolongs  its  precious  light. 

847  Wide,  ye  heavenly  gates,  unfold. 

868  With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue. 
858  With  songs  of  sacred  joy. 

PROFESSION.     (See  Confession.) 

PROVIDENCE. 

925  Day  by  day  the  manna  fell. 

867  For  a  season  called  to  part. 

315  Gently,  Lord  !  oh,  gently  lead  us. 

342  Jesus  !  guide  our  way. 

892  Lord  of  my  life !  oh,  may  thy  praise. 

916  Lord  of  my  life !  whose  tender  care. 

889  New  every  morning  is  the  love. 

334  Saviour !  I  follow  on. 


INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS.  709 

934  Yes,  for  me,  for  me,  he  careth. 

KECOVERT  FROM  SICKNESS. 

422  My  God  !  thy  service  well  demands. 

EEPENTAXCE. 

206  Ah,  wretched,  vile,  ungrateful  heart. 

299  Depth  of  mercy  !  can  there  be. 

261  How  heavy  is  the  night. 

331  I  lay  my  sins  on  Jesus. 

316  Jesus!  full  of  all  compassion. 

306  Jesus  !  full  of  truth  and  love. 

302  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God !  for  me. 

329  Jesus  !  let  thy  pitying  eye. 

298  Jesus  !  save  my  dying  soul. 

192  Just  are  thy  ways  and  true  thy  word. 

279  Lord !  in  this  thy  mercy's  day. 

134  Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts. 

222  Oh,  for  that  tenderness  of  heart. 

218  Oh,  may  my  heart,  by  grace  renewed. 

260  Oh,  that  I  could  repent. 

196  Oh,  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone. 

205  Thou  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart. 

REPENTANCE  TOWARD  GOD. 

394  A  broken  heart,  my  God  and  King. 
409  All  that  I  was,  my  sin,  my  guilt. 
447  Have  mercy,  Lord  !  on  me. 

406  In  thy  great  loving-kindness.  Lord. 
457  Is  this  the  kind  return. 
483  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land. 
403  0  God  of  mercy !  hear  my  call. 

395  0  thou  that  hearest  when  sinners  cry. 
402  0  thou  whose  tender  mercy  hears. 

397  Return,  my  roving  heart,  return. 
393  Show  pity.  Lord  !  0  Lord  !  forgive. 

398  When  at  thy  footstool,  Lord  !  I  bend. 

396  With  broken  heart  and  contrite  sigh. 
408  With  tears  of  anguish  I  lament. 

(See  Repentance.) 

RESIGNATION. 

312  My  Jesus!  as  thou  wilt. 


710  INDEX   OF  SUBJECTS. 

313  Thy  way,  not  mine,  0  Lord! 

REST  IN  CHRIST. 

297  Does  the  gospel  word  proclaim. 

REST  IN  GOD. 

381  0  God !  thou  art  my  God  alone. 

REVIVAL. 

880  Saviour  !  visit  thy  plantation. 

SABBATH.     (See  Lord's  Day.) 

SALVATION. 

116  Raise  your  triumphant  songs. 
871  Salvation,  oh,  the  joyful  sound. 

1  Ye  servants  of  God,  your  Master  proclaim. 

SANCTIFICATION. 

314  Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling. 
391  My  God  !  permit  me  not  to  be. 
426  Oh,  for -a  closer  walk  with  God. 

SCRIPTURES.     (See  Word  of  God.) 

SEAMEN. 

960  Eternal  Father  !  strong  to  save. 

436  How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  0  Lord ! 

959  0  Lord !  be  with  us  when  we  sail. 

958  Star  of  peace !  to  wanderers  weary. 

961  We  come,  0  Lord  !  before  thy  throne. 

SICKNESS. 

128  0  Lord  of  health  and  life !  what  tongue. 
245  When  languor  and  disease  invade. 

SIN. 

198  Deep  are  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made. 

261  How  heavy  is  the  night. 

189  How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is. 

STAR  OF  BETHLEHEM. 

108  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning. 

96  Bright  was  the  guiding  star  that  led. 

97  0  thou  who  by  a  star  didst  guide. 


INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS.  711 

107  What  star  is  this  with  beams  so  bright. 
103  When  marshaled  on  the  nightly  plain. 

SUBMISSION. 

482  My  God,  my  Father !  while  I  stray. 

TE  DEUM. 

375  0  God  !  we  praise  thee  and  confess. 
352  Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Lord  ! 

TEMPLE. 

The  Spiritual. 

858  With  songs  of  sacred  joy. 

THANKFULNESS. 

430  Lord  !  when  my  raptured  thought  surveys. 

431  0  thou  whose  bounty  fills  my  cup. 
42  Thee  will  I  bless,  my  God  and  King. 

THANKSGIVING. 

12  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad. 

22  God  of  my  life !  through  all  my  days. 

18  Let  us  with  a  gladsome  mind. 

24  My  God !  accept  my  early  vows. 

30  My  God !  my  King !  thy  various  praise. 

49  My  soul,  repeat  his  praise. 

62  Oh,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

45  Through  aU  the  changing  scenes  of  life. 

44  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God. 

THANKSGIVING  DAY.     (See  National.) 

THRONE  OF  GRACE.     (See  Mercy-seat.) 

TRAVELER'S  HYMN. 

436  How  are  thy  servants  blessed,  0  Lord ! 

TRIALS. 

448  And  shall  I  sit  alone. 

(See  Afflictions.) 

TRINITY. 

71  Father  of  heaven  !  whose  love  profound. 
82  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord. 
527  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord. 


712  INDEX  OF   SUBJECTS. 

530  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord. 
529  I  give  immortal  praise. 

525  Most  ancient  of  all  mysteries. 

526  0  God  of  life  !  whose  power  benign. 
528  Thou  whose  almighty  word. 

524  To  God  be  glory,  peace  on  earth. 

TROUBLE. 

Dkmvera::^ce  FROjr. 

868  With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue. 

TROUBLES.     (See  Affiictions.) 

VOWS  PAID. 

864  Dear  Father !  to  thy  mercy-seat. 

865  Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid. 

WATCHFULNESS. 

456  A  charge  to  keep  I  have. 
511  My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard. 

WEARY  AND   HEAVY-LADEN. 

297  Does  the  gospel  word  proclaim. 

WORD  OF  GOD. 

533  Behold  thy  waiting  servant.  Lord  f 
532  Blessed  are  the  undefiled  in  heart. 

536  Blessed  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know. 
531  Father  of  mercies !  in  thy  word. 

384  God  is  the  refuge  of  his  saints. 

386  God  will  our  strength  and  refuge  prove. 

324  How  firm  a  foundation. 

539  How  preciaus  is  the  book  divine. 

537  Lord  !  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice. 

538  Oh,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law. 

534  Oh,  that  thy  statutes  every  hour. 

535  The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word. 

WORK  FOR  CHRIST. 

276  We  give  thee  but  thine  own. 

WRESTLING  IN  PRAYER. 

308  Come,  0  thou  traveler  unknown. 

309  Yield  to  mo  now,  for  I  am  weak. 

310  The  Sun  of  righteousness  on  me. 


INDEX  OF  CHANTS 


No. 

32  Beyond  the  smiling  and  the  weeping. 

33  Birds  have  their  quiet  nest. 

19  Blessed  be  the  Lord  God  of  Israel. 

23  Christ  our  Passover  is  sacrificed  for  ws. 
30  Come,  labor  on. 

13  Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labor  and, 

29  From  the  recesses  of  a  lowly  spirit. 

1  Gloiia  in  Excelsis. 

6  God  be  merciful  unto  us  and  bless  us. 

20  God  is  our  refuge  and  strength. 

17  Have  mercy  upon  me,  0  God!  according  to. 

34  He  leadeth  me ;  oh,  blessed  thought ! 
9  Holy,  holy,  holy,  Lord  God  almighty. 

15  How  amiable  are  thy  tabernacles,  0  Lord. 

8  It  is  a  good  thing  to  give  thanks  unto  the  Lor  J. 

18  I  will  lift  up  mine  eyes  unto  the  hills. 

14  I  was  glad  when  they  said  unto  me. 


25  Lord  !  have  mercy  upon  us. 

26  Lord  !  have  mercy  iipon  us. 


713 


714  INDEX   OF   CHANTS. 

No. 

27  Lord !  have  mercy  upon  us. 

11  Lord !  now  lettest  thou  thy  servant. 

10  Make  a  joyful  noise  unto  the  Lord. 

12  Oh,  come,  let  us  sing  unto  the  Lord. 

2  Oh,  sing  unto  the  Lord  a  new  song. 
31  One  sweetly  solemn  thought. 

3  Our  Father  who  art  in  heaven. 

7  Out  of  the  depths  have  I  cried  unto  thee. 

4  Praise  the  Lord,  0  my  soul. 

28  Te  Deum  Laudamus. 

16  The  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  the  fullness. 

21  The  Lord  is  my  light  and  my  salvation. 

5  The  Lord  is  my  shepherd,  I  shall  not  want. 

22  We  have  thought  of  thy  loving-kinduess. 
24  With  tearful  eyes  I  look  around. 


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